Democracy Gone Astray

Democracy, being a human construct, needs to be thought of as directionality rather than an object. As such, to understand it requires not so much a description of existing structures and/or other related phenomena but a declaration of intentionality.
This blog aims at creating labeled lists of published infringements of such intentionality, of points in time where democracy strays from its intended directionality. In addition to outright infringements, this blog also collects important contemporary information and/or discussions that impact our socio-political landscape.

All the posts here were published in the electronic media – main-stream as well as fringe, and maintain links to the original texts.

[NOTE: Due to changes I haven't caught on time in the blogging software, all of the 'Original Article' links were nullified between September 11, 2012 and December 11, 2012. My apologies.]

Wednesday, January 04, 2012

Oil and the Huaorani

This week, Patrick Radden Keefe reports on the long legal battle over environmental damages caused by Texaco’s oil drilling in the Ecuadorian Amazon region known as the Oriente. Keefe writes that,
Initially, the indigenous tribes were the only Ecuadorans affected by the drilling. And though the oil lay under their native land, they weren’t entitled to any of the profits, because the government retained all “subsurface rights.” (“The meek shall inherit the earth,” the oilman J. Paul Getty once observed. “But not its mineral rights.”) The tribes cut down trees to block Texaco’s trucks, and launched attacks on oil workers.
The resistance by indigenous Ecuadorans against the oil industry was the subject of two New Yorker articles by Joe Kane. The first, “With Spears from All Sides,” was published in the issue of September 27, 1993. It gave the history of oil exploration and extraction in the region and described the actions of Huaorani tribesmen who left their isolated and insular community to draw attention to their cause. Texaco, as Kane writes, was far from the first oil company to contemplate drilling in this part of Ecuador:
When Royal Dutch Shell was exploring the Oriente in the nineteen-forties, the Huaorani reacted as they had to every other cowode [outsider] encroachment for as far back as anyone knows: they resisted violently, killing hundreds of peasant workers and looting the camps. But in the late nineteen-sixties and seventies, in understandings with the government and with Texaco, Rachel Saint and other North American missionaries … conducted a program of pacification that, with the aid of magic and trinkets—airplanes and salt—lured the Huaorani into a small protectorate on the far western edge of their traditional lands.
Kane ventured into the Huaorani protectorate where he discussed the encroachment of the industrial world—in this case, the construction by Conoco of a road—with a man named Quemperi:
His rhetoric was direct: a road means bad hunting; game won’t cross it; colonists will come and cut down the forest and kill the animals. A road, in other words, means hunger, it means the end of abundance, and the end of the self-reliance and independence the Huaorani value above all else.
The following year, Kane wrote a Reporter at Large about a visit by one of the Huaorani he’d met in Ecuador, named Moi, to Washington D.C. to address the Inter-American Commission on Human Rights. After giving his testimony, Moi travelled with Kane on a train to New York:
He found Chesapeake Bay beautiful and added its name to a list he was keeping of cities and towns. After we entered the industrial corridor north of Delaware, however, his face lost its glow. We passed a field of giant tanks used for storing chemicals; to Moi, they looked exactly like the tanks the Company uses to store oil. For a long time, he didn’t say a word. Then he asked, “Chongkane, are there any Indians here?”
“No.”
“Were there Indians here before the Company came?”
“Yes. There were Indians everywhere.”
“Were they killed?”
“Yes.”
“All of them?”
“Almost all.”

Original Article
Source: New Yorker 

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