The Return to El Salvador: Updating Travel as a Political Act

When I wrote my Travel as a Political Act book a couple of years ago, I included a chapter on El Salvador. Realizing that things here have changed substantially in just that short time, I needed to be sure my impressions were still valid. So I sat down with our guide, Cesar Acevedo, and Professor Knut Walter from the University of Central America. Cesar is a soft-spoken Salvadoran who fled the war with his family, grew up in Alberta, Canada, and came home 15 years ago when peace arrived. Professor Walter is a stony and sage Norwegian who’s spent most of his long adulthood here, and feels like a font of unemotional wisdom as he observes the scene. Below are a few updates I gleaned from the conversation (which will be of particular interest if you’ve read that chapter of my book).

El Salvador’s recent history is even more tumultuous than Nicaragua’s: It begins with a long tradition of right-wing military governments who brutally repressed campesinos. Through the 1980s, the leftist FMLN guerilla insurgency threatened to take power (opposed by the US government, which spent $1 million a day to keep the pro-business ARENA party in power). These two forces met in a bloody civil war. With the peace accords to end that war, the FMLN traded in their weapons for a place at the governmental table, and today they are the ruling party. Only by offering up a less political candidate for president ‘ Mauricio Funes, who is known more as a journalist and a writer than as a politician ‘ could the former guerillas win a slim majority to take the presidency in 2009. Today the FMLN seems to respect the democratic process and the country, exhausted by extremism, feels determined to be peacefully pluralistic.

Mind the Gap
When a society fails to mind the gap, you have armed guards welcoming you at shops, hotels, and finer residential neighborhoods. (Photo by Trish Feaster)

In the last decade, extreme poverty in El Salvador has declined significantly. And yet, the FMLN seems to accept democracy, capitalism, and a globalized world. Professor Walter said, “Consider my breakfast: I eat oatmeal from Nicaragua, powdered milk from Australia, my fruit is from Guatemala…and the coffee is from El Salvador. Importing coffee to El Salvador would be like carrying coals to Newcastle.”

On the global scene, El Salvador has been dealt some miserable cards. There’s just no way it can compete. El Salvador is one of the few countries that consumes more than it produces ‘ possible only because of remittances: Twenty percent of its economy is money wired home from loved ones doing mostly menial labor in the USA. Salvadoran cell phone contracts allow calls to the USA cheaper than local calls. Soil, rain, and air ‘ plus people ‘ are the only natural resources this country has. Half of El Salvador’s university students aspire to leave the country. They see higher education as their ticket out.

I always thought land reform was a driving issue of economic justice in Central America. Walter explained that, until this generation, land struggles were, indeed, a critical issue. But no longer. The post-civil war government gave land to soldiers in trade for disarming. Landowning soldiers simply sold their land. These days, people don’t want to work the land. They want an education and to get big-city jobs ‘ or to emigrate to a land with more opportunity. Labor is decapitated. There are no real strikes today. You couldn’t rally labor to support another war.

Tourist Lake
El Salvador…never a tourist crowd.

The export of young men to the USA to fill low-end jobs there and to send home money is promoted by El Salvador’s government. In Central America, the two countries with the closest economic ties to the USA are Costa Rica and El Salvador. Both get their money from the USA ‘ Costa Rica welcomes tourists, while El Salvador exports its labor…and its problems. Passports are issued fast and easy. The government basically is saying, if you’re not happy here and want to leave, fine. Here’s a passport. Now go. And, while immigrants send home lots of money, the resulting broken families ‘ poor single mothers trying to raise children alone ‘ leaves a society ripe for the growth of street gangs.

Walter lamented how, because the government has allowed the rape of its land, there will never be a real tourist industry in El Salvador. The government here has long been business-friendly ‘ allowing corporations to operate with almost no regulations. Because of this unbridled capitalism, El Salvador has little real outdoors to enjoy or use as a basis for growing tourism. Its rivers are polluted. Just to the south, Costa Rica has a marketable environment because its government shielded it from corporate abuse. Because of its natural charms, tourism thrives in Costa Rica today.

Politically, it’s easy to be the guerilla opposition and just complain. But now that the FMLN is actually in power, they must actually grapple with big challenges. Its priorities ‘ which seem to be accepted by all but the wealthy ‘ are: improve education and health care; deal with violence; and reform the tax codes so favorable to the rich.

Taxation is a hot-button issue among El Salvador’s wealthy, just as it is among American conservatives. El Salvador’s current tax code is a remnant of its past right-wing governments. Its main tax is a sales tax. (Sales taxes are the most regressive, and therefore favor the wealthy.) The maximum income tax is 25 percent, with loopholes for the business class. There is no property tax and no inheritance tax. Revamping this regressive tax code ‘ part of the country’s ARENA party heritage ‘ is one of the primary challenges of the current FMLN government.

I love how travel to developing ‘ or unraveling ‘ countries lets me see the problems confronting my own country in high contrast. I travel to places like El Salvador not just to try to better understand our world, but also to see where my own country is heading if we don’t smartly tackle problems confronting us. For example, in this petri dish of unbridled capitalism, I see the power of corporate ads, environmental damage as the downside of fewer regulations, and the consequences of paying down debt by squeezing health and education.

Walter considered El Salvador’s bloody civil war the growing pains of democracy. After lots of tumult and bloodshed, there is now a basis for democracy like never before. There are new political institutions. This fits my belief that different societies (whether Iran, China, El Salvador, or the USA) are on parallel evolutionary tracks. Absent naive and impatient external forces, if left to their own, societies develop in a way that is good for their people. (As we capitalists believe in the invisible hand of the marketplace, I see this as the invisible hand of the political arena.) El Salvador, along with the rest of Central America, is evolving. Their fragile democracies are maturing. The successful revolutions in El Salvador and Nicaragua have morphed into pragmatic and moderately corrupt political parties. The brutality of earlier strongman governments is a thing of the past. There is a respect for the political process and hope for progress without more armed resistance.

San Salvador Lip-Sync

You can’t really know how good the savory filled pancakes called pupusas are until you eat them in their homeland, El Salvador. Tired but not wanting to eat in our big, fancy hotel, we walked just down the street to a humble pupuseria. We enjoyed watching the thick, handmade corn-masa tortillas on the griddle. We chose from various ingredients ‘ including cheese, beans, pork, and squash ‘ and had a delightful dinner with a fun local crowd. We closed the place down, and when the bill came, it was about $5 for both of us. This simple and very local meal made me happy, and with a great day of Central American experiences under my belt (along with those pupusas) ‘ and Carole King on the soundtrack ‘ I just couldn’t contain myself.

Woman grilling up our pupusas. (Photo by Patricia Feaster)

Pupusas are thick, hand-made corn masa tortillas filled with various ingredients like cheese, beans, pork, or squash. (Photo by Patricia Feaster)

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El Salvador: Really, Why Are You Here?

As I land in El Salvador, the difference between this country and Nicaragua is immediately clear. El Salvador, while pretty poor, is a relative powerhouse. The airport is like a mall, and posters work to make visitors feel welcome. But at customs, when the man asks us why we’re here, we say, “Tourism.” He has a hard time believing us. He keeps asking, “No, really ‘ why are you here?”

Not a pretty city.

In the security of a fancy hotel, hammock and fans seem to make a smiley face that says, "everything's just fine."

Billboards throughout San Salvador proclaim, "Nothing will intimidate El Salvador. Government and society united against crime and violence."

While petty thieves were the concern in Managua, El Salvador has become notorious for its gangs, inspired by their bloody brothers in Los Angeles. People at home expressed concern when I told them I was El Salvador-bound. I laughed off their concerns. But now that I’m here, I’m no longer so confident about my safety.

At the airport, we choose a car from the taxi company our hotel said was safe. We’re already on edge. Then, when the car won’t start, suddenly four men begin shifting us and our luggage to another car. We feel swept up in a commotion out of our control. Our hearts are pumping as we find ourselves being driven into the darkness by a man whose face we haven’t seen.

Fortunately, it turns out that our driver is a philosopher cabbie, who fills the 40-minute ride into San Salvador with a wonderful discussion. As we sense is the general sentiment in Nicaragua, our cabbie says that Salvadorans came out of their civil war understanding that everyone needs to get along and accept that political ideas will differ. He says that he doesn’t want to complicate an already-complicated world. He just strives to accept his class in life and enjoy what he has. He’s simply happy to see the sun go down each day, thankful to have a place to sleep, and thankful to see the blessing of each day’s sun rise. I ask if he’s satisfied with the new government (led by the FMLN, the former leftist guerilla group). He says, “Well, everyone has their point of view, but this one is more transparent, and people are benefitting.” About the fear: He knows there are gangs and lots of killings in San Salvador, but in eleven years of driving his taxi, he’s never witnessed a violent crime.

Our hotel is the Sheraton ‘ a tower of comfort and an island of security in this troubled city. After checking in, we wander over to the pool, where a hammock slung under two fans seems to make a smiley face, and a sign assures us this is a safe area. Guidebooks, signs, armed guards, hotel concierges, and memories of loved ones at home worried for our safety ‘ all the warnings conspire to keep us on edge. And we are on edge. Are we overreacting? I’ll never know.

As we drive out of our hotel and into the harsh urban scene, we see a big banner proclaiming, “Nothing will intimidate El Salvador: government and society united against crime and violence.” A few blocks later, a big billboard features a Superman-type character pulling open his shirt to reveal the same determined message.

Apart from that government message, there are ads on banners and billboards everywhere. Driving down main roads, you feel as if you’re in a tunnel of advertising ‘ not just billboards, but banners that stretch over the highway. If a billboard is unrented, its giant phone number fills the space. Even in the countryside, town centers are dominated by big Christmas trees put up by the dominant cell phone provider ‘ making one big tree-shaped ad.

Noting how the country seems covered by advertisements, we are told that this society spends nearly as much on advertising ($500 million) as it does on education ($700 million). Some believe that when a poor society is inundated with ads, the populace becomes frustrated ‘ unable to buy things they never knew they needed. Communism famously tried to control minds with its propaganda, but history has proven that communism was ultimately lousy at marketing. Capitalism, on the other hand, knows how to market. But a material appetite that can’t be satisfied, combined with broken families caused by immigration by the most able-bodied to the USA, leaves a country ripe for gangs. And that’s the biggest news in El Salvador: gangs and the violence that comes with them.

Nicaragua and El Salvador…Again

This year, I decided to give myself an unusual Christmas present: a trip to Latin America…not to glitzy beaches and touristy mountain resorts, but to gritty cities and slums where I can take the pulse of the people and get up-to-date on complicated socioeconomic issues. In my nine-day trip ‘ basically from Christmas Eve to New Year’s ‘ I’ll spend three days apiece in three different capitals: Managua (Nicaragua); San Salvador; and Mexico City. It takes an odd duck to choose to spend the holidays learning about Latin American politics…but, well, quack quack.

While Europe is my passion and the focus of my work, Latin America has long been an armchair fascination for me. I took my first trip to the region (both Nicaragua and El Salvador) in 1988, during El Salvador’s civil war. I returned to both countries in 1991, after the war ended. And I went back to El Salvador again in 2005. You can read my full journals from these trips too.

Those trips were focused on the hot topics of the day: The totalitarian right-wing government regimes (with ties both to the Reagan/Bush-era US governments, and to American corporate interests); the leftist rebels who fought for the people’s rights; the plucky Liberation Theology movement, which stood up against both the Catholic Church hierarchy and the regimes they supported, but troubled many observers with their rabble-rousing and their ties to the Marxist movement; and the rising tide of globalization and its impact on the crippling poverty of the region.

Checking in with former guerillas — or their orphans — is a good way to learn.

Back then, to my progressive mindset, things seemed so clear-cut: The oppressive, right-wing regimes, and their collusion with big business in the United States to exploit poor people, were evil; the leftist rebels and Liberation Theology movement, and their inspiring resistance to a morally bankrupt system, were good. It was easy to take sides. I titled one of my journals “There’s Blood on Your Banana.” By my return trip in 2005, the guerilla resistance movements had morphed into political parties, but still lacked power. The players and the dynamics seemed largely the same.

This trip will be different. Traveling with my girlfriend Trish ‘ a Spanish teacher who shares my affection for this part of the world ‘ I’m looking forward to working with local guides to get a sense of what’s been going on over the last half-decade. I suspect this trip will challenge my deeply held, admittedly one-sided convictions about the region’s politics (and the USA’s role there).

In preparing for this trip, it’s clear that things are more complicated and muddled now. As idealistic “change”-focused movements have come to power, the pragmatic need to balance complicated interests has made it harder than expected to make

those hopeful dreams of change a reality (not unlike here at home). The once overtly political churches (both those preaching Liberation Theology, and those espousing what I call “Colonial” or “Escape Theology”) seem to have faded in influence. And as globalization shrinks our world

ever more, impoverished people are finding little relief; meanwhile, those who reap the benefits of globalization (both here in the USA, and in Latin America) seem to have fallen out of touch with the

The guerilla meets the corporation — and then what happens?

more desperate fringes of society…a short-sighted detachment from reality that will likely come to haunt us. A trip to countries like Nicaragua and El Salvador makes it clear: Even if you’re motivated only by greed, if you know what’s good for you, you don’t want to be extremely wealthy in a desperately poor world. It’s not a pretty picture.

This all sounds heavy. And it is. The next several blogs will thrill and titillate Latin American politics wonks…but might bore others. My focus isn’t fun-in-the-Latin-American-sun, but really grappling with heavy issues that, in sometimes surprising ways, resonate in our own political climate today. I don’t claim to be an expert in Latin American politics, and I guarantee that I’ll wade into waters where (I admit) I know “just enough to be dangerous.” I look forward to a constructive conversation in the blogs’ comments, but I hope that we can steer clear of knee-jerk opinions, ad hominem attacks, and tit-for-tat bickering. Let’s assume we all care, but come at things from different perspectives created by differing life experiences. The world is changing, and the old “Sandinistas good, Contras bad” mindset ‘ or vice versa ‘ just don’t cover it anymore. (I have to say it can be frustrating to share political insights into complicated struggles based on real travel experiences with people who have strong opinions about a place they’ve never bothered to visit, picked up from radio or TV in the USA.)

I expect this to be a journey of discovery for me…and I’m happy to have you come along.

Flying into Sandino International Airport for Christmas

It’s time to plan holiday travels. I was tempted to go to Italy and enjoy the good life with mittens and a scarf in Rome and Florence, or perhaps do a Barcelona-Madrid-Lisbon loop (as my daughter Jackie did recently ‘ a great itinerary).

But I decided to stay in our hemisphere and head south. My decision: Three days each in Managua, San Salvador, and Mexico City, with Christmas in Managua and New Year’s in Mexico City. I needed some heat…both in the weather, and in connecting with what’s going on with people’s struggles in Latin America.

I just talked with Paul Theroux for my radio show yesterday, and he stressed the importance of not just flying from capital city to capital city. He said that to really connect with a country, you need to cross borders on the ground and travel through the bush.

But I’m doing exactly the opposite ‘ flying to three great capitals. I’d love any suggestions on how I might enjoy and be inspired by my time there. Any ideas? Thanks…and happy Thanksgiving!