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Duvalier father, son Duvalier, twenty years later

Genevieve Gaillard-Vanta


By Genevieve Gaillard-Vanta

P ronunciar Duvalier's name from any Haitian concerned, I imagine, like appoint another Hitler or insane. I was too young to understand the anguish the day my mother was taken to Fort Dimanche, the orders of Francois Duvalier, a car parked behind her, just days before his rise to power ...

Terror, but never spoke in front of me, could be glimpsed in the eyes that I conveyed my family. But I learned of the injustices it out. Those who worked in our house they told me. Sleepless nights, staring at my sleeping parents always dressed, attentive to wake up at any time to escape back to the mountains, are nightmares that never faded. Like the trucks full of weapons of Tonton Macoutes noisy in the dark. The cries of neighbors and a whole lot of people ...

tortured faces pictures in the newspaper and on those who never returned, leaving behind families in mourning and despair ...

Benoit The house burned, the dead in the streets, Revenge of François Duvalier, the day after the attempt to remove some of your child's life as a child ... The pumps at the carnival ... The eve of Jeremie ... All fatality horror of all those victims chess because of the attempt to free ourselves from this nightmare, stuck in the memory of each of those in our country experienced it.

At dawn on April 21, 1971, was the first at home to hear the news on the radio. Papa Doc is dead, I began to shout across the house, waking my parents. I remember the look on my mother covering my mouth, my father pale, paralyzed, unable to believe it was possible ... I despair at the strong wind that almost killed me in the street with the crowd so traumatized, panic in his eyes to see such a time,''the same doctor to escape from his body,''the day of his funeral ...

In the storm of all the absurdity, it was the soul of the bloody doctor towards other skies, but back injuries kept alive the dictatorship, an heir of seventeen years in full teenage distractions.

From what I heard, this new arrangement with the continuation of the child, was a''foreign formula.'' With the young and inexperienced to power, would be able to have international influence and who knows, all the advantages it could offer us so little weak country.

Jean-Claude Duvalier

The July 4, 1971, there were Jean-Claude Duvalier, now renamed''Baby Doc''first presented officially to the world, in the elegant hall of residence of U.S. Ambassador ... With all the promises you can expect a country that had suffered so much and during all these years of ferocious dictatorship.

Every Haitian who consents to be honest with yourself, you'll admit that from that time, most quiet and promising year in our history, they went to color. I was then, with all my naivete, about the same age as new president in this new era, which he called''economic revolution.''

I was born far away from politics, and this time compared to my childhood, they bring me honestly, best memories: boats in the harbor, hotels full of tourists, thousands of foreigners, unforgettable carnival and all the people in all streets at any hour of the night ... A different life, without fear for all, economic opportunity, promising a future filled, at least, promises.

But no more absurd than the dictatorship. Similarly, in the dark, desperate families were still waiting. Expected to know something about all the loved ones disappeared during the reign of the father and whose time, finally, no one came out alive. But the illusion for the country continued. The freedom to walk on all sides at any time without fear of sleeping on the sea shore in the open without incident, yes, we have to admit: we've known this time of quiet for a while. As hope for a better future, throughout this first decade of the child who called at the White House Baby Doc Of course, those still trying to shoot the power, have their own versions of this era.

In the spring of 1981, around a campfire in the pristine dunes of Labadie, one of our friends gave me the surprise launched into the sky, fireworks to celebrate my birthday. Suddenly in the darkness appeared a half-dozen armed men dressed in blue, asking about the''sign''that we launched in the sky. In the "tipsy" and music, and the euphoria of the night, the shock was short, but it was the day I realized that all that freedom of spirit was perhaps an illusion.

irony of fate, Baby Doc had just crossed his path with Michelle Bennett, a young divorced from Alix Pasquet with whom he had two boys ... remember that the father of Alix Pasquet military was then in his attempt to kill Papa Doc, a few years ago, failed his coup d'etat, to send this traitor to buy cigarettes ... Upon hearing that there were only a few who aspired to take their "barracks" Duvalier father ordered the execution of Pasquet and his companions ...

With Michelle Bennett, Jean-Claude Duvalier was a male and a female. Strange situation with all these kids now brothers, and his worst enemy Pasquet Papa Doc should be turning in the grave ...

Since then, the political situation in our country, the poorest in the Western Hemisphere, began once again to get complicated. Had heard of things they remembered the past. On arms trafficking, since exterior ... from abroad are seeking every opportunity to pass, in hiding, weapons to Haiti ... And with that, the drug, as a new source of enrichment.

International politics now working on removing any kind of dictatorship, especially in the Americas, then began to pressure. It was now time to change the letters on our island, Cuba's neighbor ...

As always it happens, when Jean-claude Duvalier had just arrived. On February 7, 1986, thus closing the end of the Duvalier dictatorship''.''

In this day of February until now, it's been twenty years. And since then, the absurd, have continued to appear in our poor country, revised and corrected other cruelty ... And more than ever, since the last decade, other fanatics, worse than the fierce era of Papa Doc, dazed men ,''continue eating the cold dish of revenge.'' Enter a new embargo and other foreign occupation, chaos, some weak minds mixing it all: bitterness, frustration, personal interests, traffic, politics, ideas and in-flight smoke lifted and changed as elsewhere in crime, power ... Another formula Macoutes, modernized, inflicting horrific daily aggressions against an entire population civil ... Inhumane acts ... Thousands and thousands of dead ... Sophisticated weapons by all sides. More weapons ... One country, swimming,''from''too long, black tide even more horrific that then ... A new exodus ... The anguish infinite. Little hope.

never learn. At this decisive moment, is it possible to accept the challenge? One question, with all morality, no response. Deliver our country to foreign nations defending only personal interests, is making the decision to abandon our dignity.

since we had the man we all in memory wounds caused by human error. Persist in removing ash tirelessly obsessed with the past, is another way to expand the hole of the abyss, and that, to our own defeat.

Genevieve Gaillard-Vante
Florida, USA.
February 6, 2006

-Vanta Genevieve Gaillard was born in Port au Prince, Haiti, where he lived until the beginning of his high school career, which ended in Saint Cyril Academy, Pennsylvania, United States together. She specialized in Modern Languages and Literature at the Universidad Complutense de Madrid, España.Autora of short stories and novels, Genevieve Gaillard-Vanta is a member of the International Association Poetry, with various texts in verse or prose rhythm, published in the United States between 1996 and 1998. Graduate of Sheffield School of Interior Design of New York, is currently specializes in the conception of advertising texts and the voice talent with over 200 advertisements in the media. He currently resides in Miami, Florida, USA.

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