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3/3/09

A Poisoned Town's Shot at Justice

Libby, Montana vs. W.R. Grace Corp

By ANDREA PEACOCK

CounterPunch

Missoula, Montana.

For nearly a decade, officials of the W.R. Grace corporation have declined to defend themselves publicly against accusations that they knowingly exposed generations of a small Montana town to lethal doses of a particularly virulent form of asbestos, profiting without a backward glance as the town’s cemetery filled with hundreds of victims. Last week, attorneys for the multi-national finally broke that silence and told their side of the story in federal court.

There are no significant amounts of asbestos in the mountains near Libby, Montana, they asserted, and Grace’s vermiculite-based products carry no death. “There is no question that miners and their families suffered tragic losses as a consequence of the operation of this mine,” conceded Grace defense attorney David Bernick in his opening statement. But those deaths were the result of unregulated fibrous minerals—not asbestos—and all related to the bad, dusty old days before Grace reformed its milling processes. It was a terrible tragedy, but no one’s to blame.

As for those others, the townsfolk whose hoarse voices foretell a relentless decline from oxygen tank to perpetual breathlessness, well, it may be they got their various asbestos-related diseases from doing brake jobs, or the sort of pick-up construction work men all across the rural West use to get by on. It may be that many of them are not sick at all, just walking around under the pall of false diagnoses. In fact, the lawyers said, the idea that more than 1,200 people in this tiny community have asbestos-related diseases from Grace’s now-defunct vermiculite mine is a grim fairy tail, the invention of one greedy law firm, two incompetent doctors, and three meddlesome federal agents.

That was the message delivered between the lines during opening statements in Judge Donald Molloy’s Missoula, Mont., courtroom, where five former Grace officials as well as the corporation itself stand accused of conspiracy, violations of the Clean Air Act and obstruction of justice. The men could go to jail with sentences ranging from five to 35 years. Fines could reach between $250,000 and $750,000 for the former executives. A guilty verdict for Grace might carry a $280 million price tag.

These arguments are believable, because the alternative—stated succinctly by one defense attorney—is horrific.

“What they are trying to say is that Harry Eschenbach is a bad man,” lawyer David Krakoff said plainly. “That he didn’t care about the workers of Libby and was willing to let them suffer death and disease.”

The case against W.R. Grace is of enormous consequence: in terms of potential jail time and fines, it ranks as one of the largest criminal environmental cases in the history of the United States. The Denver Environmental Protection Agency has been so closely tied to the matter—both in terms of the cleanup and the prosecution—that acquittals would be an enormous blow to the office’s credibility.

For those who have lost family members—the death list had hit 274 as of 2006—guilty verdicts will vindicate their humanity: the corporation treated the people of this community like dirt. Their pain, their suffering, their loss will matter in the eyes of the law.

As well, guilty verdicts would vindicate the EPA’s controversial cleanup in Libby, and might finally force the federal government to acknowledge and do something about the risk to those living in upwards of 15 million buildings in the United States insulated with vermiculite-based products from Grace’s Libby mine.

The truth is, Grace and its executives are not being charged with murder, nor with any actions that contributed to the deaths of those miners. The miners’ family members who died of the dust brought home on their husbands’ and fathers’ clothing are not being avenged directly here; nor are those whose disease stems from living in a home insulated with asbestos-contaminated vermiculite.

The charges prosecutors have been able to stick beyond the reach of statutes of limitation are environmental in nature: that Grace and its managers conspired to defraud the government and violate the Clean Air Act by knowingly releasing a hazardous material into the ambient air that would cause the imminent endangerment of those who came in contact with it.

This means that prosecutors can tell the jury of the lengths to which Grace contaminated the public space of Libby, to the point where anyone going about their business in town could end up breathing death that would take decades to manifest (asbestos-related diseases have long latency periods). And more to the point, that Grace and its men knew exactly the nature of the toxic legacy they were leaving behind.

When W.R. Grace executives closed the Libby mine in 1990, they did so knowing that the high school and middle school running tracks had been paved with mine tailings; that the Plummer Elementary School ice skating rink was constructed with its ore; that the former screening plant sold to a local family, the Parkers, for their nursery and storage businesses was blanketed with asbestos-contaminated vermiculite; that the export plant it donated to the town—which was subsequently leased for a family-run retail lumber and planning business—was also chock full of the stuff.

The jury will hear that Grace was sloppy with a product it knew to be lethal, allowing it to be spread around the Little League baseball fields, to be used by a local sand and gravel company, to be loaded by pickup trucks and carried to gardens and yards throughout town, and to “sand” the dirt road running up Rainy Creek to the mine, frequented by locals to access hunting and by kids to get to a popular party meadow.

Grace and the defendants counter that everyone in government from the EPA to Montana’s Department of Environmental Quality, that everyone in the town from the county commissioners to Mel and Lerah Parker, knew there was asbestos in the vermiculite. This argument must be read as the defense’s effort to cover all bases: there was no asbestos in our vermiculite—but just in case the jury decides there was, we’ll say the people of Libby made decisions with their eyes wide open.

The prosecution, in its opening statement, chose to tell a familiar story: that of a corporation with a violently impaired sense of moral responsibility. Attorneys for the government referred to Grace’s internal studies showing that their product, their ore, was far more deadly than other kinds of asbestos, that it was unusually friable (that is, susceptible to becoming airborne), and that its Libby workforce had been decimated by asbestos-related diseases. In one set of such tests, Grace was unable to find a level of contamination low enough that harmful levels of asbestos would not be released upon disturbance.

“It was not a secret that their vermiculite contained asbestos, and it was well known that asbestos was bad for you,” assistant US attorney Kris McLean explained to the jurors. “What the government intends to show is that these defendants kept a closely guarded secret: that their product—even when it contained only a small amount of asbestos—released hazardous levels of asbestos through the air when disturbed.”

The prosecution is walking the narrowest of ledges. The provisions of the Clean Air Act under which Grace and the men are charged didn’t exist until 1990, the year the mine closed. All testimony and evidence of Grace’s activities in Libby before that date must be carefully targeted to lay the foundation only for the defendants’ knowledge and actions as they relate to post-1990 releases. And since Grace and its employees were responsible for few overt acts in the 1990s, the prosecution’s theory is that they indirectly caused the hazardous releases through the actions of ordinary citizens, unwitting partners who could not help but disturb vermiculite while going about their day to day lives.

It’s an unconventional approach, and miraculous that prosecutors have gotten even this far with the case. In June 2006, Judge Molloy threw out the original conspiracy charges due to the statute of limitations, effectively gutting the government’s case. It was only because the judge allowed prosecutors to file a superseding indictment—adding accusations of obstruction for Grace’s heel-dragging in 1999 and beyond—that these men and their corporation are now called to account for themselves.

The defense is doing its best to limit the prosecution even further: to so much as mention the fact that there’s been a Superfund cleanup in Libby, insists attorney Bernick, is to imply that something is wrong up in Libby and prejudice the jury against his client. Bernick, one of the nation’s premier trial lawyers (he defended Philip Morris and others against tobacco litigation), reportedly earns $800 to $1,000 an hour, and he questioned EPA on-site coordinator Paul Peronard as though he planned to rack up the hours. Unable to keep Peronard, a bright, compassionate and charismatic man, off the stand entirely, the defense was able to restrict his testimony to the point where he was not even allowed to venture an opinion as to whether or not the situation in Libby was hazardous.

Peronard could, for instance, describe a scene in which Mel and Lerah Parker’s young granddaughter threw clods of rocks against a wall to bust them open, and add that these rocks came from the mine site. But when he mentioned that the rocks were full of asbestos, the judge struck his testimony, advising the jury to disregard it.

Though Judge Molloy ruled in his favor often as not, Bernick seemed frustrated by the proceedings, at one point even shaking his finger at the judge.

“I am trying to be patient with you,” Judge Molloy responded. “You make your objections and I’ll rule on them.”

The trial is expected to last three to five months. After opening statements, the courtroom cleared out quite a bit. The army of grey-suited attorneys representing the defendants (there are nearly 30 lawyers involved in all, only three of which sit at the government’s table), will likely stay on, but the press bench had dwindled to a skeleton crew and members of the public could finally find places to sit by the middle of week one.

So far, prosecutors have used a delicate touch. The first witnesses called included men who played Little League baseball next to the export plant, and a woman who spent her teenage years running track. While all testified they had contracted asbestos-related diseases, it was their hoarse voices, like static on the radio, which spoke loudest. Defense attorneys warned against overly emotional testimony, yet there was little of this. More moving than anything she said was Wendy Challinor’s labored walk to the witness stand, and her attempt to fight back tears after being asked of her disease. And Vernon Riley’s simple statement about his late wife Toni, “I had her for two and a half years after she got the cancer,” that described beyond testimony the depth of his loss.

Grace attorney Bernick confronted most of these defendants with medical reports from doctors stating that they were, in fact, disease free. None of the witnesses had seen these reports before, they testified. Interestingly enough, all were from the same two doctors. Later, asbestos victim advocate Gayla Benefield clued me in: “Those are Grace’s doctors,” she said. But the inference that Libby’s doctors were misdiagnosing people had an impact. One reporter confided to me he thought there might be some sort of mass delusion going on, at least as regards the number of sick people.

Two older women sat in the courtroom for most of the proceedings, one holding a Resistol cowboy hat decorated with eagle and pheasant feathers belonging to her late husband. Despite her unassuming presence, her name and fame precede her: Norita Skramstad is Les Skramstad’s widow. Together with Gayla Benefield, the trio were to a large degree responsible for setting in motion the events leading up to this day. Both their family trees are riddled with asbestos casualties.

Les died fighting. A few weeks before he passed in 2007, we spoke and he likened Grace officials to Saddam Hussein, who had just been hung. “They all shoulda been at that party,” he noted wryly. It is damn tragedy that Les died first. In the end, it was mesothelioma—a rare, asbestos related cancer—that got him, rather than the asbestosis he’d been living with for decades.

The defense paints their clients as family men from religious and blue collar backgrounds, old men in their seventies who if sent to jail might reasonably expect to die there. Montanans are a subtle people, and none of this is lost on the jury. Les may well get his justice.

Defendants W.R. Grace, William McCaig, Henry Eschenbach, Jack Wolter, Robert Bettachi and Robert Walsh all are charged with conspiracy to defraud the government and violate the Clean Air Act. Wolter and Bettachi are charged additionally with two counts of violating the Clean Air Act, Grace faces three such counts. Grace is also accused of four counts of obstruction of justice.

A sixth co-defendant, Alan Stringer, died in 2007 of a non-asbestos related cancer. Attorney Mario Favorito is a seventh defendant on the conspiracy charge, and he will be tried separately due to his position as counsel for Grace.

The trial is expected to last between three and five months.


Andrea Peacock is the author of Libby, Montana: Asbestos and the Deadly Silence of an American Corporation (Johnson Books, 2003). She lives south of Livingston, Montana, and can be reached at apeacock@wispwest.net

18 Meses de Huelga en las Minas de México

El gobierno de Calderón toma partido por la empresa minera

Matteo Dean

Diagonal

Este periodista de La Jornada explica para DIAGONAL el conflicto minero del norte de México, determinado por las condiciones de explotación y peligrosidad.


El 30 de enero los mineros del Sindicato Nacional de Trabajadores Mineros, Metalúrgicos y Similares de la República mexicana alcanzaron los 18 meses de huelga en las tres minas de Taxco, Sombrerete y Cananea, en contra de la empresa transnacional mexicana Grupo México. Aún no se vislumbra en el horizonte una solución al conflicto. Comenzadas por causas meramente laborales, las huelgas se han convertido en asunto político a raíz de que el Gobierno federal mexicano se ha visto involucrado y ha tomado partido en favor de la empresa de Germán Larrea Mota Velasco, el todo poderoso empresario del norte del país que, aprovechando la pauta privatizadora emprendida hace más de 20 años, se hizo con la mayoría de las riquezas del subsuelo mexicano.

Las malas condiciones laborales, el deterioro de las cuestiones relativas a la seguridad e higiene, y la maquinaria obsoleta en riesgo del colapso, además de la negativa por parte de la empresa frente a la petición de revisión salarial, son algunas de las causas de esta huelga que se perfila como una de las más largas de la historia sindical mexicana. Los mineros denuncian que las condiciones laborales son efectivamente precarias: turnos de ocho horas a cambio de pocos pesos. En la categoría más elevada de las 20 que contempla el contrato colectivo firmado por las dos partes, un minero en México gana menos de diez euros diarios, es decir 146 pesos. Una cifra que rebasa efectivamente el salario mínimo establecido por ley (45 pesos diarios) pero que, sin embargo, se queda muy por debajo del salario mínimo real en el país. El sindicato, además, denuncia precarias condiciones de trabajo, señalando faltas en los sistemas de seguridad, maquinaria al límite del colapso, etc. La trágica prueba de ello ocurrió la madrugada del 19 de febrero de 2006, cuando una explosión dejó atrapados y segó la vida de 65 trabajadores en una mina de propiedad del Grupo México, ubicada en Pasta de Conchos, Coahuila. Hasta la fecha los cuerpos no han sido recuperados y nadie ha sido juzgado.

Sin embargo, el peor caso lo representan los trabajadores contratistas que la empresa ha comenzado a involucrar en sus actividades a raíz de su política de “reducción de costos”. Los sindicalizados explican que desde que existen contratistas en las instalaciones de la empresa, estos por contrato no pueden “realizar trabajos especiales”, es decir, los que comúnmente se definiría como peligrosos. Según testimonios recogidos, los contratistas son no obstante los encargados de realizar esas actividades: apertura de nuevos túneles, utilización de explosivos, etc. Todas, actividades que los contratistas llevan a cabo en turnos por lo regular de 12 horas, y en algunos casos de hasta 14 horas, por un sueldo base de menos de 50 pesos diarios. Por si esto fuera poco, los contratistas no gozan de ningún tipo de seguridad social y no tienen siquiera los instrumentos legales y burocráticos para exigir reformas: “si te quejas, te vas a tu casa”, explican. La existencia de un sindicato, impide actualmente a la empresa la contratación de un número excesivo de trabajadores contratistas, sin embargo ésa es claramente la tendencia, ya que permite a la empresa no solamente contratar y despedir según los esquemas modernos de la producciónjust in time, sino, en lo específico, le permite eludir cualquier otra responsabilidad fijada en la actual legislación laboral mexicana: no hay reparto de utilidades, no hay aguinaldo, no hay generación de antigüedad (gracias a los contratos temporales que se utilizan para los contratistas). No se ve solución a corto plazo al conflicto minero en México. La empresa, dicen los mineros, junto al Gobierno quiere acabar con su sindicato: “No les importan nuestras condiciones”, denuncian. Cuentan que a los diez días de comenzada la huelga, en la mina de Taxco hubo un derrumbe. “De estar nosotros trabajando hubiera habido unos 80 muertos”, señalan. Sin embargo, a la empresa no le importa, pues “lo veníamos denunciando desde hace muchos meses antes de empezar la protesta”, dicen los mineros, “y la empresa nos contestaba que prefería pagar la multa en lugar de parar la producción”.

2/24/09

National Human Rights March to Challenge Sheriff Joe Arpaio

JOIN US IN PHOENIX TO MARCH FOR HUMAN RIGHTS AND CHALLENGE SHERIFF JOE ARPAIO

SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 28, 2009 - 9:00 A. M. - IN PHOENIX INDIAN SCHOOL PARK






Alianza Indigena Sin Fronteras
Statement of Support
For the
National Human Rights March To Challenge Sheriff Joe Arpaio
Saturday, February 28th - Phoenix, Arizona


The Alianza Indigena Sin Fronteras joins and stands strongly in support of all the people and organizers of the National Human Rights March to challenge the Human Rights abuses of Maricopa County Sheriff Joe Arpaio. We believe that the militarization and border enforcement policies that have been inflicted upon the territories of our eight Nations of Indigenous Peoples divided by the US-Mexico border have helped nurture virulent racist nativism in America, and politicians have used immigration as a wedge issue that has degraded respect for the civil and human rights of us all.

The actions of Sheriff Arpaio extend the militarization of the border to the entirety of the metropolis of Maricopa County, where the Sheriff's Posse acts as an "uber police" force, overriding jurisdictions of civil government and community control. We understand that the 287(g) Agreement now in place with the Sheriff of Maricopa County and the federal government has been implemented in violation of the constitutional right of Equal Protection and with blatant discriminatory enforcement tactics by Sheriff Arpaio, and therefore demand that the 287(g) Agreement be cancelled immediately.

We join voices as well with members of the Judiciary Committee of the US House of Representatives to call for federal investigation on the systematic practices and procedures of discriminatory enforcement that Sheriff Arpaio has implemented throughout Maricopa County, and that such violations be addressed in the appropriate judicial venues and courts of both civil and human rights. To this end, we call to the United Nations Special Rapporteur on Human Rights of Indigenous Peoples, Professor James Anaya of the University of Arizona, to take into account these procedures of federal investigation now under way, and articulate effective measures to address the international regional and historical context of the issue as part of a pattern of systemic human rights violations driven by transnational government economic policies in North America, in reference to the regime of NAFTA.

Stop Arpaio!

The actions of Sheriff Arpaio and his posse have declared open season and war on all People of Color, including documented and undocumented immigrants, and U.S. Citizens. Public safety and public health have suffered as a result. This situation must brought to an end immediately.

We call upon the Maricopa County Government, citizens and politicians to stop the perpetrators of hate and fear that use anti-immigration legislation and border enforcement policies as a tool to discriminate against People of Color and terrorize our communities! Sheriff Joe Arpaio must be stopped! His racist acts deserve Public Condemnation because they polarize Race Relations in Arizona and undermine the stability and integrity of our regional economy in the state.


Indigenous Peoples and the Border
Across the borderlands, anti-immigrant issues have also profoundly affected Indigenous Peoples.


The cultural and religious ties between our Indigenous Nations and communities on both sides of the US-Mexico border precede the imposition of the international boundary between the two countries by millennia. These ties present a cultural mandate that must continue and will continue in spite of the great difficulties of today's political climate and economic realities.

The vast majority of immigrants without documents coming to the US are Indigenous Peoples of the Abya Yala [the Americas] from Mexico, Guatemala and other South American countries. Indigenous people living on or near the border from Texas to California and from Coahuila to Baja California, are harassed, subjected to high-speed chases, abuse of state authority, and suffer daily violations of human and civil rights with impunity.

Southern Indigenous border issues are neglected or ignored by politicians and by the U.S. Department of Homeland Security. Indigenous sovereignty and rights of self-determination are continuously violated by restrictive and discriminatory border crossing enforcement policies.

Southern Indigenous Border Rights and Justice should be dealt with as a viable border enforcement issue in order to ensure policy change that will respect indigenous rights of mobility and passage, preservation of language and cultural rights and indigenous family's unification.

The Alianza Indigena Sin Fronteras, founded in 1997, was created by and for Indigenous Peoples to address border issues of the southern US border with Mexico. The Alianza Indigena Sin Fronteras consists of individual tribal members from the eight southern border indigenous nations with relatives in Mexico. We seek to increase public awareness regionally and nationally on how anti-immigrant legislation and border enforcement policies daily affect the lives of Indigenous Peoples.


Indigenous Rights and Immigrant Rights are HUMAN RIGHTS!


WE DEMAND THAT ARPAIO BE BROUGHT TO JUSTICE!
HIS WILD WEST TACTICS ARE UNACCEPTABLE!
A Nation that is governed based on the Rule of Law Must Respect Human Rights!
! Human Rights do not need Documents !

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United Nations Declaration on the Rights of Indigenous Peoples
Adopted by the UN General Assembly on September 13th, 2007
Article 36
1. Indigenous peoples, in particular those divided by international borders, have the right to maintain and develop contacts, relations and cooperation, including activities for spiritual, cultural, political, economic and social purposes, with their own members as well as other peoples across borders.
2. States, in consultation and cooperation with indigenous peoples, shall take effective measures to facilitate the exercise and ensure the implementation of this right.


Alianza Indigena Sin Fronteras
Contact: Jose R. Matus, Project Director Tel: (520) 979-2125
P.O. Box 826 Tucson, AZ 85702
www.indigenasinfronteras.org
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Links:
United Nations Declaration on the Rights of Indigenous Peoples (A/RES/61/295)

Special Rapporteur on the Situation of Human Rights and Fundamental Freedoms of Indigenous People

Tonatierra

Puente AZ

III Cumbre Continental de Pueblos y Nacionalidades Indígenas de ABYA YALA


Alianza Indigena Sin Fronteras: Statement of Support - National Human Rights March Sat February 28 Phoenix

¿La Democracia Participativa Puede Revitalizar La Política?

Michael Löwy

Rebelión

Desde sus orígenes en Grecia, la democracia se consideró como la participación directa de todos los ciudadanos en las deliberaciones y decisiones. Este es el mismo principio que defiende el fundador del pensamiento democrático moderno, Jean-Jacques Rousseau. Es con las grandes revoluciones modernas, en Inglaterra, Estados Unidos y Francia que la práctica de la democracia representativa se establecerá. Ella es, en cierta medida, inevitable en las grandes sociedades modernas. Las perversiones de la representación no datan de nuestros días, pero han considerablemente agravadas durante el reinado del neoliberalismo: con la formación de una casta política cerrado y con frecuencia corrupta, sumisa a los intereses de las élites privilegiadas, con la exclusión de las mujeres y los inmigrantes, y así sucesivamente (¡la lista es larga!).

La democracia participativa, tal y como funciona, principalmente en algunas de las comunidades indígenas autogestivas en América Latina - por ejemplo, en las regiones zapatistas en Chiapas - es una nueva forma de gestión política que rompe con las estructuras burocráticas oficiales. Es un ejemplo fascinante, pero que se presta difícilmente a una gestión a nivel nacional.

Otro caso de una figura interesante de ella, el más conocido internacionalmente, es, por supuesto, el presupuesto participativo en algunas ciudades brasileñas dirigidas por coaliciones de la izquierda -por ejemplo, en Porto Alegre. También hay un intento de ampliar el presupuesto participativo en otra provincia de Brasil, Rio Grande do Sul, con el gobernador de izquierda Olivio Dutra.

Estas son algunas experiencias importantes, pero con algunos límites: participación minoritaria, de gestión puramente local y de sólo una parte de los recursos municipales. . En todo caso, estos intentos son más interesantes que sus equivalentes en Europa, donde, con raras excepciones, se trata de consejos meramente consultivos y que no toman decisiones.

Aparece así, poco a poco, la idea de que la democracia representativa debe combinarse con formas de democracia directa, lo que permite la participación directa de los ciudadanos en las deliberaciones y las decisiones políticas que les afectan.

Esta idea me parece fértil y prometedora, aunque las modalidades están todavía en gran medida por definir.

Pero la crisis de la democracia representativa parlamentaria actual y sus fuentes estructurales, de raíces más profundas: la incapacidad de las estructuras políticas establecidas, parlamentarias o de otra índole, para hacer frente con eficacia los problemas económicos y sociales. En la lógica del capitalismo neoliberal, las decisiones reales son cada vez menos adoptadas por los "representantes electos", y cada vez más por los mercados financieros, los principales bancos y empresas multinacionales, y en lo que respecta a esos países del Sur, el FMI y el Banco Mundial.

¡No se podrá salvar la democracia política si no es con el establecimiento de la democracia económica!

Traducción: Andrés Lund Medina


Who: National Day Laborer Organizing Network, Puente Arizona, and Zach de la Rocha

What: March to Stop the Systematic Persecution of Migrants and Latinos in AZ.

Where: March Start Location for Feb 28th: 300 E Indian School Rd, Phoenix, AZ 85012

When: March to Stop the Hate in Phoenix to be held 9:00 am on February 28


STOP THE RAIDS! REVOKE 287(g) AGREEMENTS!




PEOPLE FROM ALL OVER THE COUNTRY ARE ASKING-WHAT ARE WE DOING ABOUT ARPAIO? HOW CAN WE ALLOW HIM TO DO WHAT HE DOES?

IT'S TIME FOR EVERYONE TO JOIN TOGETHER AND STAND UP TO ARPAIO AND SEND ONE MESSAGE TO THE FEDERAL GOVERNMENT-

STOP THE RAIDS! REVOKE ALL 287 (g) AGREEMENTS


INVESTIGATE ARPAIO!


On Friday February 6th, more than 70 immigrant, labor, and civil rights organizations from throughout the country convened an emergency conference call to reflect upon the Sheriff's most recent media spectacle, the forced march of immigrants to a segregated area in his notorious "Tent City" in the desert.

Organizations universally condemned the action and all pledged to assist the people of Maricopa County to overcome Sheriff Arpaio's reign of terror. They plan a series of Teach-Ins throughout the country to increase awareness, raise funds, and energize those who wish to restore decency to the immigration reform debate. Further, groups agreed to support a national organizing conference in Phoenix to be held on February 27, as well as a Peaceful Dignity Walk and demonstration to be held on February 28 in Phoenix, Arizona.

They will carry a simple message: Stop the raids and revoke all 287(g) agreements.




For More Information Visit


National Day Laborer Organizing Network

La Frontera Times

Puente AZ



Protest the abuses of Sheriff Joe Arpaio




¡Stop The Raids!




¡Revoke 287 (g)'s!




¡Shutdown Arpaio!




Join Us Saturday February 28th




9:00am at Steele Indian School Park




South Entrance (3rd St & Indian School)




The Protest will stop at

Immigration Building


Arpaio's office(Wells Fargo Tower)


Federal Courthouse

2/23/09

El Viaje Invisible de Las Mujeres Subsaharianas

Migraciones: dos años hacia Europa

Patricia Manrique

Diagonal

Una investigación elaborada con 138 entrevistas documenta las experiencias de más de un centenar de mujeres africanas que han emigrado hacia Europa. Son los testimonios de una violencia extrema.
“Cuando vivíamos en el bosque [en Marruecos] era tremendo porque no sólo te tenías que proteger de los bandidos, sino también de las redadas de la policía. Cuando llegaba la policía nos detenía por la fuerza. Muchas veces te violaban.

A mí me violaron un día siete policías y yo sabía además que mis compañeros escondidos me miraban, era horroroso. Después, me dejaron tirada, medio muerta”. Es el relato de la violencia sufrida por una mujer camerunesa, temporalmente atrapada en Rabat, que busca poder terminar su viaje migratorio hasta Europa. Es uno de los testimonios recogidos en un informe de Women’s Link Worldwide, una organización internacional de derechos humanos que trabaja para asegurar la equidad de género. El 16 de febrero, Women’s Link Worldwide (www.womenslinkworldwide. org/)presentaba los resultados de su investigación Los derechos de las mujeres migrantes: una realidad invisible. El objetivo: documentar las experiencias de vida de mujeres subsaharianas que han tomado la decisión de emigrar hacía Europa “para elaborar estrategias nosotras y para que esa información sea útil para otras organizaciones que dan servicios sociales”, indica Viviana Waisman coordinadora del proyecto. Basado en las entrevistas realizadas, entre el año 2005 y 2007, a 138 mujeres de diferentes países subsaharianos, tanto en Marruecos como en el Estado español, el informe evidencia las vulneraciones de los derechos humanos, incluidos los derechos sexuales y reproductivos, y las múltiples formas de violencia que sufren.

Las mujeres entrevistadas –en su mayor parte nigerianas– tardaron un promedio de 2,3 años en recorrer los aproximadamente de 2.500 a 6.000 km que hay entre sus países de origen y Maruecos. La gran mayoría de ellas pasan varios meses y a veces años en los países de tránsito en donde en general mendigan o ejercen la prostitución para sobrevivir. El motivo fundamental para salir es la necesidad y el deseo de tener una mejor calidad de vida que permita la subsistencia propia y de sus familias.

Cuando hay un conflicto bélico se trata también de preservar la vida. La gran mayoría de las mujeres entrevistadas declaran haber sufrido violencia en los países por los que han pasado. La violencia física y sexual “perpetrada por las autoridades marroquíes, argelinas y españolas” es otra constante en la vida de las migrantes. En muchos casos las mujeres afirmaron haber tenido un “marido del camino”, que “a cambio de disponibilidad sexual, cuidado de la alimentación y trabajo doméstico, las protege de ser violadas por otros hombres y se encarga de su supervivencia”. Aunque en muchos casos estos ‘maridos’ forman parte de la red de trata que ha comprado a la mujer y la controla. Un alto porcentaje de mujeres, en especial las nigerianas, eran o habían sido víctimas de trata.

Las redes se ceban, además, con las mujeres jóvenes, con un promedio de 20 años, “buscan mujeres jóvenes para someterlas a trata con fines de explotación sexual”. Waisman hace hincapié en la dificultad que encuentran estas mujeres para acceder siquiera a “ese derecho mínimo que es la petición de asilo en frontera” –con la nueva ley, único lugar en que se puede pedir–. También destaca la falta de acceso a la salud reproductiva de estas mujeres que, sometidas tanta violencia, viven muchos embarazos no deseados y abortos.

Entre estas historias recogidas por Women’s Link está, por ejemplo, la de una mujer a la que acompañaron a pedir asilo ante ACNUR en Rabat –que le fue denegado– que murió junto a su hija intentando cruzar a nado el Estrecho.

A War Cry From the North

Letter From Iceland

By EINAR MÁR GUOMUNDSSON

CounterPunch

You who live with an island in your heart
and the vastness of space
a sidewalk beneath your soles.

Hand me the Northern Lights!
I shall dance with the youngster
who is holding the stars.

We peel the skin from the darkness
and cut the head off misery.

This poem, A War Cry from North, serves in many a way as a fitting beginning for this piece, not only because the poem describes the matter at hand; rather, I wrote it at the Sailors' Home in Klakksvik in the Faroe Islands in February, 1993, when the bank depression devastated the Faroes.

I was there on a reading tour and have related that story elsewhere and do not intend to draw the Faroe Islands into the financial crisis which Iceland now faces. Although the depression is said to be of an international nature, I intend to fix my sights on Iceland.

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In the midst of all this turmoil, the first question that comes to mind must be: Was Karl Marx right? My friend, who has held on to all the volumes of Das Kapital and has read them, tells me this situation, as it appears now, is dealt with in the third volume. But few people, apparently, have read it because the second volume contains a lot of mathematics, according to my friend who does not stop at owning all the volumes but has read them, which is more than I, or most other people, have done.

This friend of mine says that Karl Marx talks about poetic capital, fictive capital, in the third volume of Das Kapital, where there is no real wealth behind the profits, simply an exchange of worthless documents between one individual and the next - worthless in the sense that there is in no reality in place.

Such a web of lies was woven by the Icelandic capitalists who were often called entrepreneurial Vikings and rumored to be spiffy and swell. In their own publications they appeared as demi-gods and pretended to be patrons of worthy causes, with wives who cared about children in Africa. They claimed they wanted to share something of themselves, that they were doing so well because their husbands worked so hard at the office and met with success in almost every endeavor. They bought their way into companies, gained majority stakes, formed new companies and sold them to one another and kept everything of value from the old companies, the possessions of the shareholders, for themselves. Such was the web of deceit. This was the fate of many a valuable company. Then they reappeared in their own publications, having bought ski slopes in the Alps, luxury apartments in Manhattan and yachts in Florida. These were the happy few indeed.

Note, I use the concept a web of deceit. Still, this is not quite the right phrase because all of this occurred in accordance with the laws of the market and with the blessings of the market. No laws, no rules, prevented the shenanigans of the financial grandees. The politicians of Iceland were fast asleep, shrugged their shoulders and clinked glasses with the financial grandees, they even felt insulted if they were not invited to the feast which was enveloped in Hollywood glamor and razzmatazz.

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When libertarians speak of the market, they resort to religious terms: "This is up to the market." Or: "We'll let the market decide that." One only needs to replace the word "market" with the word "God" and the religious content of libertarianism becomes apparent. The invisible hand becomes the Will of God, irrespective of how people feel about God. But Mammon is shrewd and takes on many forms. This is to say, the entrepreneurial Vikings, the financial grandees, the Icelandic capitalists, or whatever you wish to call them, were only offering due sacrifices to the market or to Mammon. The rules of engagement were in place and they took advantage of them. In addition, there were the astronomical salaries, the options, the bonuses and more things of joy. In Iceland, a new class came into being, a class of the superwealthy who reduced the middle class to paupers and made fools of the lower class. All sense of values was thrown out of kilter. Ordinary vocations, like that of teaching, were considered declassé. No one took the bus anymore. Everyone jumped into a new car, even cars people didn't own but bought on installment, from the tires upwards.

The directors of the privatized banks proceeded without discretion. They considered their work such an accomplishment that they awarded themselves a monthly salary to the tune of a Nobel Prize. If this excessive generosity towards themselves was pointed out to them, they would grimace and threaten to leave the country. We should have taken a leaf from The Saga of Grettir, wished them a safe journey and asked them never to return. But they claimed to be in such demand abroad. One could even imagine they would be cloned so that the entire world could bask in their reflected glory. Then it was left to the Icelandic biopharmaceutical company Decode to discover the jealousy gene in those who had the temerity to criticize them. One of them even talked about getting a Ph.D. student to conduct research into why the Danes were so jealous of them.

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I'll get to this later because Karl Marx now insists I give a more detailed account of his views. The difference, it is said, between Karl Marx and most modern economists is that Marx had a historical overview, that he considered history a classroom from which he drew lessons. In this respect his methods are not unlike those of epic novelists, just in a different field. The truth is concrete, said Marx, like the novelist who collects facts which form the basis of his work. Therefore there are correspondences here and they are not unrelated to modern literature, in that there is a correspondence between unrelated fields. Karl Marx would have discerned the reality of the poetic capital from the depression which ran rampant in the middle of the 19th century - in 1859 if I recall - the most dire depression civic society has witnessed, along with the Great Depression of 1930 and the one with which we are now faced. If these depressions are volcanic eruptions, other depressions are earthquakes, various sorts of reverberations, some of which are restricted to specific zones. Around the middle of the nineteenth century there were great transport developments in Europe which crumbled with the same resounding thud as the financial world is doing now.

We also know that the Great Depression of 1930 was caused by overproduction. But now the depression of 2008 is one of overinvestment. Therefore its origins are to be found in investment companies and banks. Faced with the greed which has followed in wake of this newly crumbled financial system, people are of course flabbergasted. For example, some of the Icelandic financial grandees have appeared on lists of the world's richest men. They travel by private jet and try to outdo one another with all kinds of displays of vanity. Bands like Duran Duran have performed at new year galas and Elton John has sung at their birthday parties. I'm not going to discuss their musical tastes as such, but there are those artists who have become court poets and painters to the billionaires.

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Even the President has trotted around half the globe with them, maybe to watch a single football match and likened them to great men in toast speeches, exalted their daring. They have had the leaders of the social democratic movement in their pocket and these have been like ventriloquist dummies of the wealthy because, all things being equal, the billonaires needed to find an adversary and some of them have found that adversary in Davíð Oddsson who has occupied almost every position imaginable, that of mayor, prime minister, and now that of chairman of the Central Bank of Iceland.

The Baugur crowd, i.e. the wealthy men of Baugur Group, have blamed the financial depression on Davíð Oddsson and made liberal use of their own press for that purpose. The social democratic leaders, Ingibjörg Sólrún for instance, have aped the billionaires in respect to this ridiculous animosity, the billionaires who moan about their families being persecuted when attempts have been made to curb their crimes and immorality. Davíð Oddsson has accused them of greed and corruption, called them highrollers and made full use of his rhetorical skills to mock them.

But Davíð forgets one thing, that he and his party, the Independence Party, paved the way for these men by privatizing the banks and contributed to the utter lack of ground rules surrounding their activities. The Progressive Party, too, must shoulder much of the blame for this state of affairs. When the banks were privatized, Valgerður Sverridóttir, former Minister of Industry and Commerce, and one of the leaders of the Progressive Party, declared: "This is a significant watershed, as this is the most comprehensive act of privatization in the history of Iceland."

And she was in such a hurry to privatize the banks that summer houses and a valuable art collection were thrown into the bargain, free of charge. When someone had the temerity to criticize her for this, she mouthed off.

The politicians are therefore in the role of Dr. Frankenstein and the billionaires are the monsters who have utterly outgrown the economy and plunged the nation into debt to such a degree that when the moral criterion of the nation state is applied, the word "treason" comes to mind and therefore, given the situation in which the country now finds itself, there is no other recourse but to confiscate the properties of these men and then only to pay off debts, the debts they themselves have incurred.

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On the surface, Davíð Oddsson's rhetoric concerning the corrupt and greedy highrollers is spot on because there has been no end to the disorder and doubledealing. I won't go so far as to say that we need to go back to Roman times to find parallels; rather we need go back to the twenties, the Roaring Twenties, when the Great Gatsby ruled the roost and fictional characters such as Babbit came into being. In fact, what Babbit has in common with the financial grandees is that the man, as such, is sympathetic but prone to the same shallow greed. But let's look closer to home. Joseph Stiglitz, Bill Clinton's economic advisor, himself a libertarian who became disgusted with libertarianism, wrote the book "The Roaring Nineties" which deals with exactly the same things that have been happening in the Icelandic economy, except people like those responsible for the Enron debacle have actually been taken to court in that country, whereas in Iceland the highrollers are invited to dine with the President at Bessastaðir, to whoop it up with the highrolling Martha Stewart who is apparently a friend of the First Lady. Someone might assume that the President owed us, his people, an explanation. When I say that the social democrats have been in the pocket of the billionaires, I do so without malice towards them. The position of the social democrats in recent years has changed in that they have shifted from left to right. They have become, without realizing it, a beast of burden for the libertarians. Tony Blair represents the original incarnation of this policy and Gordon Brown, who wants to finish us Icelanders off, has followed suit. Tony Blair attracted support from the left but implemented a de facto right-wing policy. This man was the greatest idol of the Icelandic social democrats and their leaders.

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This development is not a question of a sudden change of heart, rather its causes are rooted in historical events such as the fall of the Berlin wall and the ensuing reality which has been associated with postmodernism. Nothing is absolute, all things are relative and the concepts of left and right are redundant and so on. This position goes hand in hand with the decline of trade unionism, the waning powers of organizations and lack of solidarity. This is crystallized in the fact that social democrats do not represent a policy but rather they come up with something they call deliberative politics which has parallels in postmodernist relativism. During the last election I remarked to a social democrat how sad it was that his party had such little concern for the working class. The social democrat looked at me and said, "The working class! What working class? This is a handful of foreigners." One cannot expect much of a policy from an environment where this is the prevalent spirit. It is exactly this position that has given the advocates of capitalism and libertarianism a free run and complete leeway to do as they please. The chairman of the Social Democratic Party - Samfylkingin - has sung the praises of the billionaires and commiserated with them in their self-pity and resentment, and almost made it her policy that they be given the run of practically everything, not just commerce and business, but also the media. In this environment there has been no opposition of note to the war in Iraq or anything at all for that matter. The politicians have been allowed to put on airs on talk shows, almost like actors delivering their lines, and a large number of our youth is lost to the worship of gadgets and financial snobbery. Boobification has run rampant, the penny dreadful is the literature du jour, revered by the shallow-minded.

As a consequence we are not only dealing with a financial depression which is rattling the homes of this country and all the foundations of society, but a profound spiritual depression which makes it even more difficult to face the financial one, or to be more precise, the ruling class will get off scot-free and the people will be left in the clutches of the IMF, which, given its record, will demand even further privatization and that the welfare system be demolished even more thoroughly than is already the case.

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We find ourselves in a fairy tale called The Emperor's New Clothes and the weavers have said, "If you do not see how clever we are, then you're just stupid, and not only stupid but jealous, which is really worse than being stupid, because stupid people can be sent on a course in our good schools. Hand the fishing waters over to us, hand over the banks to us, and the water, the waterfalls, the energy companies, and we'll gallivant around the globe with the President and say: "We are the greatest in the world, and if you do not see this, you're not only stupid, but also jealous." Perhaps Iceland is a testing ground for things to come, and if not, an exaggerated version of the condition, the depression, which has been made apparent by the fact that the financial companies have run up a debt to the tune of the gross national product times twelve. If I recall, the American housing system was first shaken last summer, and it's an old and new philosophy that when America sneezes, the rest of the world catches a cold, but the Icelandic economy isn't just suffering from a cold, but from a case of pneumonia which is attacking its entire infrastructure. At the same time, it becomes more and more apparent that the US housing system which collapsed, and the Icelandic bank system, which has now also collapsed, are more like a pair of doppelgängers from the world of literature than two distinct marvels, although these are surely amazing phenomena.

Still, it's too early to determine what the depression means and how it will play out. It is apparent that a vast number of people are left bankrupt and perplexed and that the party has drawn to a close. The ensuing hangover will be a long-term one, but if the system has hit rock-bottom, we can expect better days ahead. The avarice can be seen as an addiction, a constant form of abuse, where imaginary money is pumped into the economy and the addiction demands more and more of it, and there is no way back until everything crumbles.

As is, the IMF will probably be given the task of picking the juiciest bits from the welfare system, privatizing our natural resources and welfare system, thus fulfilling the purpose of libertarianism. But you never know whether the fat servant will come to, now that he has become a whipped slave, and then the words of the poem will squeal at reality.

You who live with an island in your heart
and the vastness of space
a sidewalk beneath your soles.

Hand me the Northern Lights!
I shall dance with the youngster
who is holding the stars.

We peel the skin from the darkness
and cut the head off misery.

Einar Már Guðmundsson is one of Iseland's best-known poets and novelists.

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