Chilean Chronicles, Part 80: Meeting Juan Guzman

Judge Juan Guzman, left, at the showing of the documentary film, Los Muertos No Callan, in early September. As he deliberated over what was arguably the most important decision of his professional life, Juan Guzman did not talk to any of his fellow judges.

To do so, he thought, would involve entering a world with all kinds of unequal levels of power and could contaminate his choice about whether to indict Gen. Augusto Pinochet.

Instead he spoke with one of his daughters.

And he talked with his wife Ines Watine.

It was 2004.

The choice about whether the aging dictator, then nearly 90 years old, was fit to stand trial was a difficult one for Guzman for two primary reasons.

The first was that he had a report from a psychiatrist that stated Pinochet had performed well enough on 15 criteria of mental acuity to be categorized as mentally intact, and therefore able to stand trial.

But the report from a neurologist said exactly the opposite, stating that Pinochet had suffered too much mental deterioration to be involved in legal proceedings.

The other level was more personal and more complicated for Guzman.

He felt compassion for Pinochet.

In him, he did not see the brutal military leader who had led the overthrow of the country’s democratically-elected government and overseen 17 years of torture, terror, disappearances and murder.

Instead he saw an elderly man nearing death whose physical and mental failings reminded him of his father.

Guzman spoke with his wife, the daughter of a World War II French resistance fighter.

She asked him two critical questions.

Would you have had compassion for Hitler during World War II?

Of course not, he answered about Germany’s genocidal leader.

Would you have had compassion for Stalin during World War II?

Even more I would not, he said, thinking about the 20 million people Stalin had been responsible for killing.

Guzman’s conflict receded.

He knew what he had to do.

Guzman told Dunreith and me this story toward the end of an interview in the law office near presidential palace La Moneda where he is working.

I had first seen the judge, who is tall and bearded and soft-spoken and gentle and respectful and impressively energetic for a man of 74 years of age, in Patricio Lanfranco’s film, The Judge and The General, shortly before we traveled to Chile.

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BPnJu1PNTD8&w=420&h=315]

The movie traces Guzman’s odyssey as he moved from a sheltered, right-wing cocoon to becoming an powerful instrument of justice.

I had seen him at a showing in the basement of the Providencia Library at Cafe of Los Muertos No Callan, or The Dead Are Not Silent.

It's a German documentary film about the Pinochet regime’s torture and murder of former high-ranking Allende officials like Jose Toha and Orlando Letelier.

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5MdYxPkx50k&w=420&h=315]

Letelier’s widow Isabel was in the room that evening.

Guzman paid elegant homage to the courage she, the other widows in the film and so many women had displayed during and after the dictatorship.

After that session I had approached the judge and asked for his contact information.

A half-dozen emails and about a month later, Dunreith and I were sitting across a long, wooden table from him in the late afternoon.

The son of Juan Guzman, a diplomat and famed poet, Guzman told us about how he grew up in an unreflecting conservative environment. He attended tony St. George’s College and the Catholic Unveristy before beginning his legal career.

In those times, he was mostly concerned with his professional advancement-an orientation that he said revealed his right-wing oriented.

Infused with the political ideals of his family, he saw the Pinochet coup as necessary, but did not anticipate the barbarity the leader and his minions would inflict on the people.

Guzman made it clear that never attended a political demonstration, as to do so would violate his code as a judge.

Then the notice of his assignment to the Pinochet case came.

Judge Guzman didn’t describe the room or the date in great detail.

But he did say he understood immediately what It meant, how it would become totally consuming.

He couldn’t hear anything else his superior said.

Lanfranco’s film shows what he did, how he ventured from the seclusion and went around the country.

But it doesn’t show everything.

It doesn’t show all of the death threats and the political pressure he endured during the years he made his lonely journey.

He didn’t feel fear in a personal sense, he told us, because he thought of himself like a soldier in a cause.

But he did worry about his family.

Of course, the film does not depict doesn’t show what he’s done since the case.

It doesn’t inform the viewer that the one-time unreflecting right winger has gone on to defend Mapuche people accused of terrorism.

Guzman’s decision to indict Pinochet did not ultimately land the dictator in prison.

Not even for a single day.

It did not narrow the chasm between the classes or end the racism and prejudice here in Chile that he said are the cause of so much indignation.

Nor did it heal all of the wounds caused by the dicatorship’s bloody reign.

But he did, in the moment that he had been called, respond in a way far greater than anyone had expected.

He allowed himself to leave his comfortable cocoon and to confront the fact that systematic atrocities took place.

He did find within himself the courage and the strength to defy the expectations of those who had appointed him to the task, to defy the political pressure and threats, and to not only go after the generals, but to go after the leader himself.

The judge said he could talk for days-a signal that indeed it was time for us to go.

I said I’d be willing to listen.

Before we left, I told him that I had also learned to listen to my wife, and that good things happened when I did.

We all laughed.

And as we departed, we had a sense that had shared something special.

Journalistic legend and Chilean trailblazer John Dinges had told me about the film based on Guzman’s life and evolution before we came here in mid-July

When Dunreith watched it, I didn’t dream that I would ever meet, let alone interview, the man.

But now I have.

The Metro was packed to the gills on the way home.

The light had not descended from the sky.

Chilean Chronicles, Part XXXXII: The Week of Memory Begins

Something extraordinary is happening in Chile this week. All across the country, from Arica to Punta Arenas, and in 30 of the 32 comunas, or districts, within Santiago, public discussion is happening about the coup on September 11, 1973 that was headed by Gen. Augusto Pinochet that ousted democratically-elected President Salvador Allende and ushered in 17 years of military rule.

Tonight kicked off the nation's first Week of Memory. Occurring against the backdrop of the November presidential election, the next seven days will feature previously hidden or unknown testimony, pictures, films and texts.

Four key notions of memory underpin the programs.

The first is memory as an antidote to future such tyranny and oppression happening again in the country-a thought that’s captured in the statement that was said and projected on the screen in the front of the room, “Nunca mas.”

Never again.

The second conception of memory is a spur to greater levels of fulfillment of democratic principles, of the appreciation both of democracy’s fragility and of the importance of working ceaselessly to protect and advance its flow.

The third notion, according to Ricardo Brodsky, the director of the national Museum of Human Rights and Memory, is of memory as an restorative and reparative act that confers dignity that was previously stripped and violated to the victims.

And the fourth is the idea that the lessons of history and the suffering of the past must be taught to the next generation.

In his opening comments, Brodsky, who’s a childhood friend of poet, academic and human rights activist Marjorie Agosin, noted that this is not the first time that a round number of the coup’s anniversary has been commemorated.

Ricardo Brodsky, director of the Museum of Memory and Human Rights.

However, as opposed to 20 years ago, when it was marked by a state ceremony, this year the conversations are happening in civil forums.

Places like universities and conference halls and libraries.

The latter is where Dunreith and I went to the kickoff event in Providencia, the neighborhood in the city where we live.

Originally slated to take place outside under a white tent set up next to the branch of the public library that sits in Parque Bustamante, the gathering was moved inside to the library’s basement because of a light drizzle.

The room was largely filled to capacity by close to 100 people of various ages who sat in the stiff red chairs.

Recently elected Providencia Mayor Josefa Errazuriz talked about the comuna’s decision, taken after fierce debate, to reverse the name that had been given to one of Providencia’s major streets in 1980 as Ave. 11 September to its original name of New Providencia Avenue.

She led the fight, she said, because she didn’t want young people to receive any shred of a message that the date was one to be honored.

It’s inconceivable that homage would be given to that name, Errazuriz said.

She added that the street’s renaming was a significant step in an ongoing process of helping to convert the sorrow, hurt and anger from the coup and the Pinochet years and dictatorship into future projects and plans.

We need to put the new generation in touch with how we lived and suffered, she said. The pain has to give place to proposals for the future.

We have to do it, she told me later, during a short break in which various types of cheese garnished with nuts and fruit juices, soft drinks and wine were all available.

Providencia Mayor Josefa Erraruiz with a constituent.

The program’s feature event was a showing of 1978 German documentary film. Los Muertos No Callan, or The Dead Are Not Silent.

The crowd watched with a fierce and silent attention that was broken occasionally by a sigh or gasp.

Filmed in grainy black and white images, the movie told the story of the assassinations of top Allende political figures like Vice President Carlos Prats, Defense Secretary Jose Toha and Ambassador to the United States Orlando Letelier.

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5MdYxPkx50k&w=420&h=315]

But if the murdered politicians were silent, their widows gave voice to what happened.

In the movie Moy de Toha and Isabel Letelier narrate their horrific experience with almost unthinkable calm and composure and remarkable detail, even as their faces bear the toll that their husbands’ murders and the recounting of their deaths takes on them.

The deaths happened after forces loyal to Pinochet, who had repeatedly declared his loyalty to Allende, bombed La Moneda, the President’s palace. Fire and plumes of smoke billow on the screen for what feels like agonizing minutes, each successive flame further destroying the democratic ideals on which the nation had been based for nearly half a century.

The coup marked the beginning of Pinochet’s ruthless reign in which Toha, Letelier and many other leaders who were loyal to Allende were imprisoned at Isla Dawson, an island about 100 kilometers south of Punta Arenas.

Toha‘s death came after months of torture-the Pinochet government told Moy that he had committed suicide-and after his wife had confronted the dictator.

I am not talking to the head of the military junta, she said. I am talking to the man who we hosted at our house many times.

Pinochet had done more than visit.

One of the film’s most biting segments comes when the general’s words of effusive praise for the Tohas, which he wrote by hand in a letter and had engraved on a plate, are shown repeatedly on the screen.

Moy de Toha also shows a card signed by 39 of her husband’s former inmates who, like him had been incarcerated on Isla Dawson.

Orlando Letelier was among the signatories.

Letelier moved to Washington after political pressure led to his release from prison and his eventual reunion with his family in Venzuela. He became one of the major voices of the Chilean resistance.

On Sept. 10, 1976, he was deprived of his Chilean citizenship. During a solidarity concert that evening that was headlined by Joan Baez, he declared, “I was born Chilean, I am Chilean and I will die Chilean.”

Letelier then took square aim at the dictator.

Pinochet was born a traitor and fascist. He is a traitor and fascist. He will die as a traitor and fascist, Letelier said.

He was murdered in Washington by DINA agents in a car bombing 11 days later.

The bomb also claimed the life of his assistant Ronni Moffitt.

The Dead Are Not Silent ends after Isabel Letelier describes her fight to get to see her murdered husband.

His eyes were still open.

In his eyes, she said, she saw all of the regime’s horror.

But she also saw the strength necessary to carry on and continue fighting.

Isabel Letelier was in the front row of the audience.

She walked unsteadily, the product of having recently lost the use of a use of one of her eyes.

But her diminished physical state did not mean that her contribution went unrecognized.

Quite the opposite, in fact.

During his comments in the panel after the film, Juan Guzman, the former right-wing judge who indicted Pinochet shortly before his death, paid tribute to the courage, valor and strength of both widows.

The crowd applauded for a long time, and again as Isabel Letelier left the room shortly before the panel ended.

Isabel Letelier, right, with a companion.

I told Guzman that I admired his transformation through allowing himself to be exposed to the regime’s atrocities from his isolation to his later role as arbiter of justice for the nation.

It was very good, he said about The Judge and the General, the film by Patricio Lanfranco and Elizabeth Farnsworth that traced his journey.

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BPnJu1PNTD8&w=420&h=315]

I also asked the judge about the people who had chanted, “They never got him” after Pinochet´s death, referring to the fact that the former dictator eluded prison time during his lifetime.

Guzman had said these people hadn´t learned anything as of the time of Pinochet's passing.

Had these people still not learned the lessons of history, I asked?

Many of them had not, he said.

Providencia councilman Jaime Parada, who is openly gay, addressed the same issue in response to a question I asked about why so many people we had met asserted that life was better under Pinochet.

Providencia Councilman Jaime Parada, left.

I come from a right wing family, and I remember my mother and father crying when Pinochet lost the plebicisite vote, he said.

Forty three percent of the country supported Pinochet during that vote.

Many of them still do, he said.

This happened because of a confluence of factors, according to Parada. He cited the neo-liberal ideology that encouraged people to think only about themselves, and not to concern themselves with the pain of others.

Parada also said that the country was in an extreme anti-Marxist position during the Cold War.

At the same time, he also made the point that human rights violations abuse did not only occur during the dictatorship, but continue today in Chile and nations throughout the world.

These abuses occur to women, to people with disabilities, and to gay, lesbian and transsexual people, among others, Parada said.

The unfinished work that memory calls us to do hung in the room as the session wrapped up at 10:00 p.m. and the group started to disperse into the warm evening.

Practically bursting with all that we had seen and heard, Dunreith and I walked back to our apartment faster than usual.

The conversations about Chile's past would continue throughout the country the next day.

Chilean Chronicles, Part XXXXI: Memory at the Heart of A Divided Chile

WARNING: THIS POST CONTAINS GRAPHIC ARTISTIC IMAGES OF TORTURE AND OTHER TYPES OF ABUSE. After seven weeks here and as the fortieth anniversary of the coup led by Gen. Augusto Pinochet draws near, I´ve come to the following conclusion: Chile is a deeply divided country, and memory is at the heart of the divide.

You can see it on the street around the corner from where we live that close to two months ago was renamed after contentious debate from Avenida 11 de Septiembre, in honor of the coup that toppled democratically elected Socialist leader Salvador Allende from power, to its original name of Avenida Providencia Norte. (After giving an emotion-filled speech on Radio Magellanes, the people´s radio station, Allende either killed himself with a rifle given to him by Fidel Castro, or was killed, depending on whom you believe.)

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sZnEKw5pcc8&w=560&h=315]

You can hear it in the language that Chileans use to describe the 17-year period in which Pinochet held power in the country.

For supporters, it was a period of a military regime.

For opponents, it was the dictatorship.

Carlos Aldunate Balestra, journalism department chair at the University of Diego Portales where I´m teaching, made the point that Chile has had divisions since it gained its independence from Spain.

But if historical memory resonates in this land that is close to 3,000 miles long, the noise from the coup is still the loudest.

The buildup to the anniversary is a deluge of panels, films, and programs in radio, broadcast, print and the web, all of which are tackling the question of the fateful time leading up to “el golpe” and its aftermath.

You can also see the enduring divisions in The Judge and the General, Elizabeth Farnsworth and Patricio Lanfranco’s award-winning documentary film about Judge Juan Guzman. After leaving the insular right-wing world in which he had allowed himself to live, Guzman immersed himself in the gruesome details of the Pinochet regime, and ultimately indicted the man who had been largely responsible for his professional ascent.

The film opens and closes with footage of Pinochet’s coffin being carried onto the street after the dictator died without having been prosecuted or convicted of the crimes that impacted so many Chilean families.

Then-President Michelle Bachelet, herself a torture survivor, former exile and the nation's first female president, refused to declare Pincohet’s death cause for a national day of mourning.

Her decision prompted an outpouring of venomous yelling and epithet hurling from hundreds, if not thousands, of Pinochet supporters who cursed their newly elected leader and chanted, “They never got him!” (This footage starts at 10:39 of the movie clip.)

A dismayed Guzman speaks while watching footage of the protests about the division that clearly existed within the country.

They haven´t learned anything, he says.

Of course, Guzman could have just as easily gained an understanding of the regime´s brutality by visitng the Images of Resistance Dunreith and I went to at the Salvador Allende Museum on Avenida Republica.

ART AT THE SALVADOR ALLENDE MUSEUM

A chronology painted on the wall of the room that you enter first explains that Allende established the museum to make art available to and for the people. All of the works in the building, including those by masters like Joan Miro, were donated by the artists.

The chronology signaled the importance of the coup by making it a round circle many times larger than the other items on the timeline. Pinochet's seizure of power did not stop the artists who had contributed to the museum and others who joined in the cause from registering their outrage throughout his bloody reign.

The timeline detailed the years and dates of exhibitions held by artists to show their support of the Chilean people and their opposition to the Pinochet regime. Intellectuals, philosophers and authors like Michel Foucault, Gabriel Garcia Marquez and Roland Barthes also expressed their dissent.

Many of these countries were enduring their own governmental oppression like Poland, Cuba and Mexico. The University of Chile held the work during the dictatorship, showing it again after Pinochet left power in 1990.

The imprint of his reign can be felt throughout the two floors, perhaps nowhere more strongly than in the basement, which the museum calls the bestiary.

The text introducing the room states that the works of art show what happens when the state has unfettered power.

The room contains images of leaders like Pinochet in a Nazi swastika on his sleeve, relentlessly turning flowers into corpses, towering about the landscape he's trampling through, A separate piece is called, In Nixon We Trust. Nixon is in the center like a coin. The names of some his top henchmen who fell in the Watergate’scandal-Liddy, Dean, Mitchell, Erlichman and Haldeman-are on the side.

An image from the Salvador Allende Museum.

But beyond the political satires there are literally beasts, especially a pair of horrific, grotesque, larger than life blue figures, one of which has its own face while the other is a skeleton wearing a mask.

There`s also an enormously disturbing image of a small naked man whose buttocks are visible as he lies face down into the stomach of a much larger, reclining Statue of Liberty whose vagina is bleeding profusely.

An image from the Bestiary at the Salvador Allende Museum.

The second floor shows what the bestiary wrought.

"They did not break us," is the title painted in black letters that crawl down the entrance of two of the rooms. But while the inability of the torturers to destroy their victims can arguably be classified as a victory, the pictures in the rooms showed the heavy price they paid.

And whereas the basement depicted the depravity of the torturers that was unleashed and given sanction by Pinochet's regime, the second floor generally focuses on the tortured, the murdered, and the survivors.

The first room one enters is drenched in pain, blindfolds and the assertion of sheer forcé by the state over its citizens.

In one image, three blindfolded men with thick, wavy hair are screaming in anguish. In the next room a man with a gag around his mouth is tied to a pole and forced to bend at his midsection.

A picture of three men in blindfolds at the Salvador Allende Museum.

Enforced silence is a theme throughout the exhibit. One images has a man´s mouth that looks like part of burlap material that is literally ripped out of the canvas, rendering him mute.

A picture of enforced silence at the Salvador Allende Museum.

The institutional silence and complicity of El Mercurio, the country's leading newspaper for more than a century, is the focal point of the room, Todos Los Poderes, or All the Powers. While guns are a more frequent image in the room and the exhibition, the dripping blood, paper's name, and resemblance to a distorted front page leave no doubt about the artist´s call for accountability for the paper that consistently went beyond the proverbial turning a blind eye to the regime's abuses to securing, and then publishing, photographs from Pinochet's secret police.

This silence is all the more upsetting in the context of these brutal images.

A picture of El Mercurio at the Salvador Allende Museum.

One of the most haunting painting shows five women in various stages of shame and violation. The perpetrator who presumably abused them is naked. His genitals are visible, but he has no identity above the chest.

An image of sexual abuse at the Salvador Allende Museum.

The concealing of torturers' identity was a common practice and a theme that runs through a number of the paintings.

Interior Room 3, a two-panel series another naked woman stands while light is shining on her. She is interrogated by a man wearing sunglasses who appears to be directed by a man speaking into a microphone from the second panel. Behind him a man's carcass lies inside a cage, as if discarded.

Another image of torture at the Salvador Allende Museum.

After attending an exhibit like this, it seems almost inconceivable that Chileans could somehow think life in the country was better during Pinochet. But Roberto Agosin, a dentist we met in Vina del Mar, said that there are ways for people who want to do so of making sense of such times.

Whereas Argentina´s Dirty War saw 30,000 people killed, in Chile the total was only 3,000, the reasoning goes, he said. Most of the murders happened in the regime´s early years, when the situation was unstable.

For his part, friend and broadcast journalist Miguel Huerta said that those families who were not directly affected by the regime would understandably have a different perspective on the history than those who did have relatives murdered, killed or disappeared.

PRO-PINOCHET SENTIMENT FROM ORDINARY CITIZENS

Pro-Pinochet sentiment is offered voluntarily and without hesitation from ordinary people on the street.

People like Senora Carmen.

She´s a retired teacher who used to work in one of Santiago´s poorest neighborhoods. We met at Santiago´s Biblioplaza a little more than a week ago.

Things were better during the dictatorship, she said, unprompted, when I asked her how her former students whom she taught for four consecutive years were doing.

There was more order then.

More control.

There was respect.

A woman working in a bakery in downtown Valparaiso offered nearly the identical words when I asked her how long she had been working there.

Twenty three years, she answered.

I imagined that Chile´s changed a lot since then, I said.

It has, and for the worse, the woman replied before launching into the praise of the tight control, order and lower levels of drugs that existed during the Pinochet regime.

Luis, a cab driver who took us from our apartment to the tony St. George´s school on the city´s outskirts, agreed.

He issued a passionate and unprompted denunciation of the dirt, sloth, drunkenness and general grime that permeated the city during Allende´s 1,000 days in power.

Pinochet cleaned things up, made the place more modern and got people to sleep at a more regular hour, declared the mustachioed driver, 67, who has been driving in Santiago for nearly half a century.

Alfredo Inostroza, a 64-year-old security guard at all purpose store Falebella, said he remembers when Pinochet came to power as well as the years afterward.

There was a fear, said Inostroza, a trim man with glasses and greying hair parted on the side that seems to carry his seriousness and dignity. The streets were much more empty.

But Inostroza does not necessarily equate the fear with a negative assessment of the general´s leadership.

Things were very unstable under Allende, he said. The economy grew during Pinochet.

And Maria Eliana Eberhard, a prominent anesthetist, told us that her staunch anti-communism comes from the pain caused by her brother-in-law´s brother being killed by a communist. A shadow crossed over her normally exuberant face as she recounted the memory.

PERSONAL TIES IN PRESIDENTIAL CAMPAIGN

Perhaps nowhere are the divided country and memories more visible than in the current presidential campaign, which, for the first time in the nation´s history, pits two women candidates against each other.

The first, of course, is Bachelet. The former president and a divorced mother of three children, she served as Defense Minister at the same time as Donald Rumsfeld held that position in the United States.

She is also the daughter of a former Chilean Air Force General.

So, too, is Evelyn Matthei, her opponent.

Ironically, their childhoods bore many similarities.

Both were daughters of Air Force generals who grew up in privilege, attending elite prívate schools, mastering several languages as well as a profession or skill that required extensive practice and training. (Bachelet is a certified pediatrician, while Matthei is a clasically trained pianist.)

The two not only knew each other, but were childhood friends.

It was during the Pinochet era, though, that the similarities ended.

Whereas Matthei's father was part of the junta, Bachelet's father Alberto remained loyal to the constitution and to Allende. Because of that, he was tortured for months and eventually died at the Air Force Academy headed by the elder Matthei, even though he personally was not there at the time Bachelet’s torture occurred.

Bachelet and her mother both were tortured as well in the infamous Villa Grimaldi compound where legions of others also were tortured, murdered and disappeared.

Even though she did not break, Bachelet has said that she still grapples with the emotional scars from that experience.

Author Heraldo Munoz has written about how Bachelet would see one of her torturers in the elevator of the building in which she lived.

One day, she confronted the man, telling him, "I know who you are. I have not forgotten."

In subsequent trips the man averted his gaze.

Bachelet has at different points shown compassion for the torturers, saying they carry bags of guilt with them. And when she was elected president, she offered a gesture of reconciliation, hugging Matthei’s father and calling him, “Uncle Fernando.” (Her opponent has said her father and Bachelet’s father were friends.)

In her initial comments after being chosen by her party following Pablo Longueira’s surprise withdrawal from the race , Matthei asserted that Bachelet was eminently beatable.

That remains to be seen.

So, too, does the question of whether the election of either woman will inch this beautiful, blood soaked land further away from its wounded past and closer to a more shared and united present.