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Essay Ex-soldiers tell of 1982 massacre in Guatemala
By MARY JO McCONAHAY
Pacific News Service Guatemala City
Retired college football coach Will Lotter of California is at the
center of a milestone case in which two former members of an elite Guatemalan
army unit have turned states witnesses, naming other officers in the
massacre of 300 unarmed villagers in 1982. Special Prosecutor Mario Leal said
here March 29 he will request the arrest of 23 persons and is considering
formal charges against former Gen. Efraín Rios Montt, chief of state at
the time of the massacre and now president of the Congress. Rios Montt, unable
to run for president for constitutional reasons, is the political and personal
mentor of President Alfonso Portillo, who took office in January.
If the government continues to pursue the case of the massacre at
the village of Dos Erres, the testimony of the former members of the military
could represent a dramatic turn of events in efforts to bring to justice those
who ordered the most flagrant abuses of human rights during the countrys
36-year-long civil war. Most abuses occurred during the 1980s when, according
to Guatemalan human rights organizations and a United Nations-sponsored truth
commission, the government conducted genocidal campaigns in the countryside
against the mostly Mayan population in rural villages. Over the entire span of
the conflict between U.S. backed military dictatorships and insurgent
guerrillas, more than 200,000 people were either killed or
disappeared, most of them unarmed civilians.
The testimony of the two ex-soldiers lends unique weight to
this case, said Angelina Snodgrass, country specialist for Guatemala for
Amnesty International U.S.A.
Their testimony identifies those responsible for the massacre, not
simply those who carried it out, but those who gave orders. This is what makes
the Dos Erres case unusual among those few cases coming to court
that stem from events during the violence. In the past, a few gunmen have been
found guilty. Convictions seen so far have been of persons far down on
the totem pole. Whats really important is to go after the whole structure
of impunity, which this case enables the court to do, said Snodgrass. If
the conviction of gunmen are fissures in the structure of impunity, she said,
the new evidence in the Dos Erres case strikes at its very
foundation.
In response to past charges of army massacres, military sources
have denied involvement or blamed events on individual excesses committed in
the heat of the moment. By naming officers and giving accounts of preparation
logistics, the two witnesses show instead that the practice was
systematic, said Snodgrass.
On April 7, Judge Josue Villatoro, on the basis of testimony from
the former kaibiles, as the soldiers are called, issued arrest orders
against 10 members of the armed forces as material authors in the
Dos Erres massacre, according to the Guatemalan press. By April 11, two
lieutenant colonels and two captains on active duty were under arrest.
From coach to crusader
Since 1996, Coach Lotter, as he was known for 42 years at the
University of California Davis, has been slowly -- sometimes clandestinely --
raising money for lawyers and travel and building trust with the star witnesses
in the Dos Erres case, named for the village that disappeared with the killings
of its residents Dec. 6-8, 1982. At 75, Lotter represents a hard core of
ordinary Americans who continue to contribute money and support to bring
egregious human rights cases to justice in Central America, just as they once
sheltered refugees and protested U.S. policy in the region. After depositions
March 17, Lotter accompanied the witnesses, as he had promised them he would,
on a tense journey into exile. Both witnesses said it was trust in the
strapping, white-haired Lotter that encouraged them to stick with the process
that led to the testimony and official request for indictments.
Front page news here of the Dos Erres developments comes on the
heels of a Spanish courts decision to hear a case brought by Nobel Peace
laureate Rigoberta Menchú, charging Rios Montt and seven other generals
with genocide, torture and terrorism during the war. While attention focuses on
the increasing number of such prosecutions in international venues -- the same
Spanish court pursued both former Chilean dictator Augusto Pinochet and
Argentine officials, and other European courts pursue Serbian war criminals --
it is on the home fronts where cases like that of Dos Erres form the base of
the legal wave. It is riskier work, performed out of the limelight by family
members of the dead and disappeared, sometimes in alliance with volunteers from
abroad like Lotter, who provide a modest connection to the outside world.
The connection can result in funds that local people might not be
able to raise any other way. It can mean someone will be on the other end of a
telephone call or e-mail outside Guatemala should help be needed. This is a
boost to morale for those who feel they are bucking the tide. We feel
safer, and we feel deeply the accompaniment, said Aura Elena Farfan,
speaking of Will Lotter. Farfan is a founder of the Families of the Detained
and Disappeared of Guatemala -- FAMDEGUA.
A star athlete at the University of California Berkeley --
linebacker on its first Rose Bowl team, catcher on its national collegiate
baseball team -- Lotter was no life-long political activist. He flew Navy
fighters in World War II, and raised four sons with wife, Jane. About 1954 when
the U.S. Central Intelligence Agency was orchestrating a coup in Guatemala
against a democratically elected president, ushering in military rule that
lasted two generations, Lotter was beginning his career at U.C. Davis where he
would eventually coach football, soccer and tennis and teach health sciences to
a couple of generations of students. The family left Davis for two and a half
years during the 1960s, when Lotter took a leave to direct the Peace Corps in
Malawi. By the 1980s, however, Will Lotter and Jane -- a U.C. Berkeley graduate
-- joined thousands of members of church groups and other grassroots groups who
helped refugees fleeing Central American violence. The small city of Davis
became one of the strongest outposts of a nationwide Sanctuary
movement.
FAMDEGUA approached Lotter in 1997 when he was on a Spanish study
trip in Guatemala. When FAMDEGUA asked the small (about 20 members) but active
Davis group to switch from assisting victims of the violence to helping two men
who had been among the perpetrators, the Lotters had to think hard.
At first I was leery, said Lotter. The witnesses
testimony to FAMDEGUA confirmed evidence from a forensic investigation by an
Argentinean team that exhumed bodies at the Dos Erres site. It was their unit,
specialists called kaibiles, the witnesses said, that carried out the
assassination of men, women and children, raped adolescent girls, tortured
some, stuffed bodies -- some still alive -- down a well and left others shot or
knifed.
Facing a moral dilemma
Lotter admits to a moral dilemma. Each kaibil insisted he
did not kill at Dos Erres. Whether or not the claim is true -- Lotter
doesnt speculate -- the fact remains that between them, the two had
served a total of 30 years in special forces notorious for brutality in
counterinsurgency campaigns. The witnesses represented those who had wreaked
havoc on the very families Lotter and other Davis Sanctuary movement folk had
been dealing with for years, finding housing, schools and even psychological
help for survivors who reached Northern California. Impressed by the request
from Farfan, however, whose own brother, Ruben, was tortured and killed in 1984
by security forces in Guatemala City, Lotter agreed to meet the former
kaibiles one by one.
I wasnt feeling good about him, he said of a
first encounter, unable to shake the idea of the mans background.
But later I spent five days with him, and found he was straightforward. I
came to believe his regret.
Jane Lotter, dubious at first, recalled that eventually her
husband made me come around. This testimony is so important.
Together they spent days and weeks on the project, soliciting funds that would
be used for lawyers and travel. By 1998 the Davis group and the East Bay
Sanctuary Covenant in Berkeley, a coalition of 35 local churches and
synagogues, presented the case to Sens. Dianne Feinstein and Barbara Boxer, and
Reps. Nancy Pelosi and Dick Fazio. All wrote letters to the U.S. Embassy in
Guatemala City recommending that visas be granted to the witnesses in the
interest of significant public benefit for U.S. policy, but the
State Department denied them.
For months, the search continued for a country to take in the
former kaibiles, whose lives in Guatemala would be in grave danger after
their testimony.
Meanwhile in Davis, money was slow in coming, and some still
struggled with the idea of working hand in hand with the former
kaibiles. A turning point came with a telephone call from a convent of
Roman Catholic nuns in Southern California. Lotter had spoken to two of the
sisters during a fund raising visit. When they called back he hoped they might
be willing to donate a thousand dollars or so, even though he had told them
there was no guarantee the witnesses had no blood on their hands. The sisters
said they were sending a check for $25,000. Its the only way
youll bring people like Rios Montt to justice, Lotter
remembers the nun saying crisply. Its the only kind of testimony
that will hold water.
On the morning of March 17, Will Lotter wore a white shirt and
dark tie to the Guatemala City airport, formally dressed for the tropics, first
in line to check in for the early morning flight to the northern jungle
province. A head taller and the most senior of the party headed for court that
day, Lotter discreetly acknowledged others as they arrived: the briskly cheery
government prosecutor; a blue-jacketed observer from the U.S. embassy; Farfan
and fellow FAMDEGUA member Lilian Rivas, both middle-aged and indistinguishable
from other women traveling in flowered dresses and clutching black handbags,
but who had caused bones to be exhumed and repeatedly interviewed the star
witnesses without protection in remote locations; and two lawyers for FAMDEGUA,
a man and woman in their 30s whose easy manner and blue jeans made them look
like graduate students.
In early March, the two lawyers had presented the case of Dos
Erres at the Interamerican Court of Human Rights of the Organization of
American States, where the Guatemalan government accepted responsibility; now
they were coming along to ensure that the names of real people, including army
officers -- a first -- would be linked to the crime. A professor from Fordham
University Law School, observing the days proceedings, met Lotter that
morning and asked what he did, to which Lotter simply replied,
Citizen.
In the steamy day that followed, in the courthouse on a clay road
in Santa Elena, some 300 miles north of Guatemala City and about 60 miles from
the site where Dos Erres once stood, Lotter played a supportive role. During
the night, guards and an official of the Public Ministry prosecuting the case
had whisked the witnesses wives and children from a safe house in the
capital and escorted them out of the country. By now, all hoped, the families
were untouchable by anyone who might want to blackmail the former kaibiles
and influence their testimony. Finally the two men walked into the
courthouse, one spindly and pale, the other short with dark skin and Indian
features, escorted by burly Public Ministry guards in knit shirts with no
visible weapons. They entered amid the commotion of a rural courthouse, among
drug suspects, drunks who were handcuffed together by threes, and local armed
guards. Only when the witnesses saw Lotter did their faces relax. They embraced
him like men gone overboard hug a buoy in an unknown sea.
The judge took testimony from each separately behind closed doors,
over a period of seven hours. As the shorter witness testified, the other, a
thoughtful fellow, sat alongside Lotter and at one point began to weep. He did
not want to leave behind his 17-year old daughter, he said. Her boyfriend was
abusing her and would not permit a passport to be issued for their infant. The
daughter wanted to accompany her family into exile, the witness fretted, but
would not leave the baby behind. This last-minute domestic crisis might derail
the whole process. If the thin witness could not continue, the testimony of
just one kaibil, without corroboration, would be of little use. Lotter
listened sympathetically, a calming presence although he could promise no
resolution. The thin witness seemed to sense there was no turning back; the
crisis passed.
The heat was wilting and there were no fans. Greetings became
limited to Calor
calorcito
Hot
really hot
or Just wait till the heat starts. By
midday, Lotter loosened his tie and descended the courthouse steps to stroll
outside near towering bushes of red hibiscus. He crossed the clay road to a
four-table café. There was time to consider how he had arrived at this
place.
Influenced by his mother
My mother was the big influence, one of the few true
Christians Ive ever known, said Lotter. A piano teacher in their
Alameda, Calif., home, Gladys Vernon Lotter took action when, during World War
II, she discovered her Japanese American students and their families were
interned in horse corrals at Bay Meadows Racecourse. She regularly traveled to
bring them blankets and food, and, trading on her role as a Baptist church
organist, she pushed congregations to store pianos and other goods belonging to
the Japanese Americans. Other family stories followed, including memories of
crossing the Bay by ferry to meet his father, a printer at a San Francisco
newspaper.
But Lotter wont give an inch on churches. People who
are so-called non-religious can be as compassionate as those in organized
orthodox religion, he said crustily. You dont have to have a
God to see injustices.
As the light from the late sun went soft against the simple white
courthouse, the door to the judges chamber inside remained closed, and
nerves began to fray. The only return flight of the day would leave soon, but
everyone was determined not to lose touch with the witnesses, having brought
them this far. The ex-kaibiles, too, seemed connected to Lotter and the
others by some invisible string and seemed to want to keep them in sight. But
the Public Ministry had taken charge of the witnesses, now that the legal
process had begun. Tension would grow in the next days: between FAMDEGUA, which
convinced the witnesses to testify, built the case and committed themselves to
their protection, and functionaries of the ministry, nervously implementing
their first witness protection program of its kind. Add the natural distrust
between a government institution and an association of family members of the
disappeared whose reason for existence is to squeeze the truth from government
forces and files. And add the constant awareness that even well intentioned
guards might be incapable of protecting witnesses from hit men sent to quiet
them.
Finally, add mixed emotions.
Seated on the terrace to catch a breeze and guarding a folder
holding the kaibiles original testimony on her lap, Lilian Rivas
stole looks at the thin witness, who was eating from a bag of corn chips. One
late afternoon in 1982 Rivas son left home to buy milk for his infant
daughter and never returned. Since then she has marched and demonstrated for
his return and that of thousands of others missing in the violence, and devoted
herself to helping to raise her fatherless grandchildren. Normally unflappable,
this woman who is everyones grandmother broke into silent tears during
the long wait on the porch. It has cost us to work for murderers,
Rivas said so the witness couldnt hear. I hope their repentance is
true.
The next days are a blur of airports and unknown routes in a
foreign land where the witnesses are shepherded swiftly around by Prosecutor
Leal, guards and finally by officials in the country of exile. FAMDEGUA members
and Lotter become separated from the former kaibiles or are purposely
misled by their minders several times -- perhaps for security reasons -- which
nevertheless causes consternation on the part of the witnesses and deep
aggravation and suspicion on the part of Farfan.
They often take them from airports, she said, speaking
of disappearances. She was in a waiting room where the witnesses stood nearby.
Farfan and Rivas fidgeted, strained to keep watch on an overhead balcony, had
difficulty sitting still. Black-vested guards sometimes stood at strategic
points in the crowd, not close to the traveling party, but shifting positions
when the prosecutor moved, obvious to the Guatemalans, who knew what to look
for. Lotter, meanwhile, talked easily to the witnesses, about their children,
about nothing at all, and they seemed relaxed. Later, Lotter said honestly,
What guards?
Finally, in exile
At the house the witnesses would now share in the exile country,
the former kaibiles were reunited with their families at 2 a.m. one
morning. Within a day they became absorbed in the commonplace concerns of
finding schools and determining when their living allowances from the
Guatemalan Public Ministry might arrive. The wife of the thin witness was
distraught about her 17-year old daughter, the one unable to join them. Wives
and children grappled with the idea they would not go home again, wives would
not see their own mothers and siblings, at least for a very long time.
On the lawn, Willy -- as everyone calls Lotter --
coached the children in endless rounds of soccer kicking, sometimes diving for
the ball and rolling on the ground like a man a third his age, delighting the
kids torn from their homeland who had no friends yet with whom to play. Bags of
groceries arrived, bought by Lotter and Farfan with the nuns
money.
Inside, a security officer gave the couples simple cover stories,
instructing them how to answer neighborly questions, impressing them with the
potential gravity of mistakes. Remember, one small thing could mean you
would have to leave all this behind and go somewhere else, he said.
When the ministry personnel left, the huskier witness sat on the
edge of a bed and closed the door so the families could not hear, an expression
of worry in his dark eyes. I feel something is going to happen. Please
dont let this case hang like something in the water, he told Farfan
and Lotter. After all he had gone through, the worst fear was that the
prosecution would be dropped, hit a dead end, would come to nothing. I
didnt leave the country because I am a traitor, but for something
else.
Be assured
be assured
Farfan said.
We wont take a step backward. We are not going to cede.
We trust you. We trust Willy, said the witness.
Why did the witnesses agree to testify? Each expressed
exasperation and even hate for the army, which as one said, took my youth
and gave me nothing in return. Each gave details of other known cases of
human rights abuses that have not been resolved. One said he feared for his
life in Guatemala even before the issue of testifying about Dos Erres arose
because of his knowledge of the other cases and their perpetrators, including
well-connected officers. Lotter had always suspected that the two
kaibiles turned witnesses because of their families, because they
couldnt live with themselves without telling the truth, and he may have
been close to the truth.
Said one of the witnesses, I watched my own children growing
and I said to myself, Those children at Dos Erres did not deserve to
die.
Before he left the house for the last time, Lotter promised the
men he would return someday for a visit.
About this story |
Mary Jo McConahay lived in Guatemala, reporting on events
there for 10 years, before returning to the United States in 1999. McConahay
said after first meeting the Lotters she becames convinced this story
represented an important turn of events. We worked out a code for
communicating and as the Lotters went to Guatemala, I waited for the message
that meant I should appear at the airport for the trip to court. For
security reasons, palins had to be made day to day. For the sames reasons, no
other reporters were present at the court appearance or the journey of the
witnesses to exile. She was trusted by the Guatemalans because of her long
involvement in the country and because earlier she had witnessed the exhumation
of remains in Dos Erres, shere she watched as day by day bones and bits
of clothing, some it childrens, was lifed from the dirt. |
National Catholic Reporter, April 21,
2000
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