Its safe to
assume everyone knows where Venezuela is situated. However, if you are unsure
just watch the movie UP.
The movies
depiction of a far away land, filled with unforeseen creatures and treasures is
a marvelous and very generous perception.
However, for the
30 million people currently living there, I doubt they see it this way any
longer.
As a Venezuelan
myself, I grew up in a fortunate family. Compared to those living on hillsides,
without electrical appliances, security, and scarce resources of food, you
would be able to say my family had abundance. Though this seems like a
fortunate thing to have, the government created a stigma that the economically
affluent were evil.
The
majority of the people in my birth country live in poverty.
Photo Credits: Javier Chauran |
As depicted in
the picture above, "Ranchos”, or Slums engulfed the Andean mountains long
ago and to this day dominate the country. Because most people live in this situation,
rather than something similar to mine, the government found a way to hypnotize the
masses with talk of wealth, security, and better living conditions for them. Their
dreams of wealth and fortune caused their shift in political views which later
lead to the selection of Hugo Chavez as president of Venezuela.
Hugo Chavez
promised the needy to put them above all others. Though it seems like such a grandiose
deed, his intentions had an essence of corruption. Of course, because they were
the majority, their vote would stimulate the win of his political party into
office and if that dream of his came true, he promised to strip the fortunate
of their bounties and spread them around to the freeloaders, making people such
as my family seem greedy.
Once voted
into office, he kept his promise to the people. He conjured up a military force
to fight the countries own citizens. This armed force, had orders to barge into
the homes of innocent people Chavez deemed unworthy of their belongings and
deprive them of any decency they owned.
At this point,
my family like many other became a target of this injustice from the
government.
As the lower
classes took over the economy, targeted citizens were deprived of several other
aspects of life. Identification cards were distributed throughout the country
which specify who has the right to medical care, food, and other opportunities.
Those from the opposition, are turned away at almost any door.
Years after Hugo Chavez died, his successor, and
current president, Nicholas Maduro kept his reign of terror alive.
Their delusions
of making the poor wealthy, allowed for the printing of money to become a
meaningless process. Consequently, el Bolivar, the Venezuelan dollar, began to
lose value–leading to an extreme state of inflation.
Chavez attained
his dreams of leveling the playing field for all people, now that money became
a worthless attribute, no one could be considered rich nor poor.
This leads to
the cause of my grandfather’s death.
Having been
diagnosed with prostate cancer, my grandfather had a necessity to seek medical
attention. It was caught early enough to give him plenty more years of life if
treated. However, because our family was deemed unworthy of medical care, we
were unable to provide it for him. By the time inflation reached a point of no
return, any amount of money we had became worthless which hindered our ability
to pay for his staggering medical bills.
Though we have
3 medical practitioners in our family, without advanced technology his
conditioned would not get any better, in fact it was gradually deteriorating.
A year of calm
passed as we tended to his most obvious symptoms, however, we knew it was a
matter of time before the cancer spread throughout his entire body causing his
involuntary functions to cease.
October 3,
2015 he lost his battle, and my family was finally stripped of all our decency–hope.
His death, though biologically inevitable, could have been delayed for many
more years.
The
story of my grandfather’s situation is one of millions in Venezuela. People are
struggling to keep up with this torturous situation. Due to many more added
regulations by the government, people are unable to flee, unable to bring money
in from the outside, and therefore unable to survive.
It
would have been my great pleasure to provide you all with possible ways your
efforts could help my country rise from the pits of hell it’s in, or to promote
a story of hopefulness, however Venezuela is a lost cause and the only people
able to improve its condition are its citizens.
My
advice to you, is to be grateful of this wonderful country and all the things
it offers, from justice, to equality, to freedom.
Always
be willing to lend a helping hand, no matter the person, because beyond their appearance
is a concealed world.
Perform
your civic duty to vote, and constantly be engaged with current events so
people like Chavez and Maduro have no possibility of hypnotizing the people of
the U.S.
And
always remember…
Just
because it isn’t happening here does not mean it isn’t happening.
Nadia, I am also very sorry for your loss but I think this story will inspire people to reach out and make a difference. I love reading your blog and I think you do a great job of connecting with your audience and encouraging them to help others
ReplyDeleteI love that you wrote about a place that you are so personally tied to. Your value for Venezuela was clear throughout your post. The concept being your blog is so creative and substantial, it never fails to be an awesome read. Can't wait for the next post!
ReplyDeleteThis is without a doubt the most powerful post I have read so far. What happened to your grandfather is tragic, and I would like to offer up my deepest sympathies. This truly had an impact on me. I now more than ever feel the need to vote. I'm disrespecting the people who are unable to if I don't.
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