The elections took place on Sunday and when I went to bed
that night the result had not been announced. I was awoken around midnight by
the banging of pots and pans, the caserolazo,
indicating that Maduro had won and
the Caprilistas were rallying. I
looked outside and sure enough, Cointa
was leaning out the window banging on her pot. I found out in the morning that
the margin was less than one percent (on the order of 200,000 votes) although
the polls had Maduro with a double
digit lead. The head of the CNE (Consejo Nacional Electoral) had declared
that the results were permanent many times on TV, but Capriles responded almost immediately calling foul and demanding a
recount. There were reports of Chavistas
escorting people into the polls and coercing them into voting for Maduro. According to the Jimmy Carter
Foundation, Venezuelan elections have a great deal of integrity and this
election was most likely very legitimate. To me, the state money, resources, personnel,
and media time used by Maduro in his
campaign are more troubling. Who knows what kind of effect this unfair access
and financing had on the election? Anyway, Capriles
went on TV in the afternoon saying if Maduro
is proclaimed the president, the Caprilistas
should peacefully protest at 8PM with the caserolazo.
We were eating at a restaurant with a TV and when Capriles announced this the whole restaurant erupted in applause.
Later on, we were driving down la Avenida
de las Americas and we came across a mob of Caprilistas blocking the streets. Everyone started whipping U-turns
and driving over the median, classic Venezuela. Things only got worse from
here; once we got home we heard reports of riots and fires in the Centro. Later on, Cointa let us join her in the caserolazo
downstairs so from 8PM-9PM we banged on pots and pans with the rest of the
neighborhood. Venusa had called and notified us that we would be quarantined in
our houses for the night and the whole next day. On Tuesday, Mérida got pretty violent. The Caprilistas gathered on la Avenida Urdaneta and the tupamaros (the government motorcycle
police charged with “keeping the peace”) violently broke up the demonstration.
From pictures I have seen, it appears that there were many confrontations throughout the day between Caprilistas and the National
Guard. They cancelled classes Wednesday and mandated that we stay in our houses
again, so we were cooped up with Cointa for
another day. Although the Venusa director called and instructed the host moms
to make us lunch, Cointa refused and
would not let us leave to find food either. Upon hearing this, the Venusa
director became angry and demanded that Cointa
let us leave for lunch. Later in the day, we received a message notifying
us that we would be moved to a new home stay in less than two hours. Although it
was weird to leave Cointa so
abruptly, I would agree that in the past month or two she has begun to treat
the host role as a business and has become somewhat disengaged and aloof. We had many good times with her, but ever since she contracted
dengue and a bad case of gripe, she
has been more grumpy and not quite herself. Anyway, now I have a room to myself with a bathroom in a house with a very nice woman, so I'm not complaining. Today classes resumed and we were escorted by a private bus to school, totally unnecessary. I think most of this quarantine business is pretty overkill. It's analogous to the Republican National Convention in Saint Paul. Most, if not all, neighborhoods were quiet and relaxed, everyone was going to work as usual, and anyone who didn't want to get shot with rubber bullets could easily avoid areas where there were demonstrations. Basically the folks in charge of the program and those at the University of Minnesota mandated that we stay in our houses so they weren't liable if anything happened. Anyway, Maduro is president and Capriles and his supporters are still working on a recount which will never occur. A recount would not do anything since the vote itself was legit; the only unfair part is the power Maduro wielded as president to maintain his position. Given his lack of experience and charisma, he probably will not be around for long and the opposition will inevitably gain power in the next few years.
thanks for the rich, full descriptive story of your stay and adventures...I feel as though I've trekked right there with y'all!
ReplyDeletesorry the experience with Cointa was soured toward the end there...
cool to have participated in the country's presidential campaign/speeches and election process & aftermath...memories for a lifetime...and fabulous pictures ta boot :)
PS the "animal-speak-in-a-word" for Hummingbird is JOY!
ReplyDeleteAnother great entry on your blog. Just got a chance to read the last 2. The hike up Pan de Azucar sounds fun. 15,000 ft is "I can't catch my breath" high. Glad you made it to the peak. You are happiest when you are climbing to the top. Remember Glacier? I hope it all works out for the people of Venezuela. Just be glad it's not like North Korea. Take care. Dad
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