One of the most prominent and brilliant political cartoonists in Honduras, Allan McDonald (don't be fooled by the name- he IS Honduran), is reported to have been kidnapped by the armed forces along with his 17-month-old daughter, Abril.
Meanwhile, this afternoon the following update (translated below)
Nohelia Núñez at 6:26pm June 29
Having budgeted extra time for the killer hill on the same road, I arrived early to observe the rally and press conference at 3007 Tilden, the big "Intelsat" office building that houses the Honduran embassy. I'd written my ANN (and CNA/NNOC) activist friend Nestor in LA last night asking for Honduran contacts in DC, and within 20 minutes I was connected to all the right people (gracias, Nestor). So I sat down and waited.
Honduras is known for being a violent country, with one of the highest murder rates in the world. I try to complicate this taken-for-granted understanding in my work by examining structural forms of violence rather than repeating the neoliberal Giuliani-informed narrative of citizen-based insecurity.
I don't have analysis yet, but here's what's going on (press release below from http://www.mayispeakfreely.org/)- of course now, it's finally made it into the pathetic US media.
HELEN: I was just wondering what I would do.
KLAATU (to Helen, helpfully): Perhaps before deciding on a course of action, you'd want to know more about the people here -- to orient yourself in a strange environment.
MRS. BARLEY (sharply): There's nothing strange about Washington, Mr. Carpenter.
KLAATU (quietly, tongue in cheek): A person from another planet might disagree with you.
-THE DAY THE EARTH STOOD STILL
In order to recoup and regroup from a neoliberal labor-induced malaise, and to catch up on writing, I blew off fieldwork in Honduras this summer and have focused on settling in and getting to know DC. Although I am happy to have made that decision, I'm wishing I could be in Honduras right now, if nothing else to do my part in translating (in all senses of the term) the madness going on there right now. Here is a brief but very thorough explanation from a good friend in Tegucigalpa yesterday (if you're not a Honduras-follower, Mel Zelaya is the president):
My host in Rio, Márcio, was excessively kind. I have never been such a considerate couchsurfing host. If and when I have a couch again, I'll take him as a model. The conference itself...I don't need to give a rundown on the conference here. Basically, I saw a few good friends, spent quality time with colleagues who I'm hoping to count as good friends, and met some people I'd been hoping to meet, including the great folks on my panel.
Here's what I've noticed about Rio: There are pharmacies everywhere. They are bright, and shiny, and open when everything else is closed. It's funny because I'm in a pretty upscale area, yet I keep coming back to the medicalization of dis-ease. It may not be the madness of mingao, but it's the madness of something.
My fantastic students convinced me to organize one final AUC event for next week (and then did much of the organizing themselves). I'm very excited about it:
You are warmly invited to join the students of Medical Anthropology (ANTH 555) for the following event, open to members of the AUC community and the public. Members of the non-AUC public should please contact Adrienne Pine at email@example.com to ensure AUC access.
Roundtable: The State of Health Care in Egypt Today
Sunday, May 17
HUSS Building Room P071
So, I've been informed that my rss feed is showing up as red due to my blogging inactivity. Said inactivity is due to a variety of factors, but primarily my stubborn refusal to cave in and accept the anti-worker, anti-intellectual aggressions of corporate education, even as I prepare to leave my current position. I'm sapped, battered, and bruised, but still throwing punches. All this has taken away from my blogging time and energy. Nonetheless, my students are awesome and the future is bright.