Why does a small country in Central America matter? Why bother focusing ones energy and efforts there, when there are ample opportunities to expend efffort pretty much wherever one is currently standing? And why does IT matter in one of the poorest countries in Latin America?
I’ve devoted a lot of thought to these questions. And while I claim not definitive answers I do know what I think and feel. Some of it is not black and white, not an either or opposition. Fundamentally, we start strat from where we are, and so can all offer unique perspective and responses to any range of questions.
And from where I am, Nicaragua occupies a large part of my free thought and time because it had a revolution 31 years ago, because there was a large dose of aspiration in that revolution and even now the aspirations still live on – maybe not so brightly or so loftily but nonetheless alive. Critques have been made of the events in Nicaragua- the purity of the orignial revolution, mistakes that were made, et al. But none of that can, for me, take away from the window that was opened by the triumph of the Sandinistas. So, I begin from there – a rosy, utopian foundation which still believes that socialism, that peoples movements for freedom and equity, for bread and life and country, are possible and worth asipring to, worth confirming and supporting.
A long time ago, before the revolution in Nicaragua I was very tangentially involved with some Salvadoran’s and Nicaraguan’s living in New York City.It was not an extended period of my life, but the impact was profound. The spirit and openess I felt touched me deeply, though it has taken long for me to even begin to pick up the banner again, if you will, and seek to work with them again. And I find myself struggling, even now, after clarity. I wish I could better convey what I feel now, and felt then, that moves me to value and cherish my time spent in Nicaragua. Best to leave it for now, I suppose. Perhaps someday it will come rushing out – but not today.
Aplifying those somewhat ill defined sentiments are the fact of my friend and her not for profit working actively in Nicaragua. This coincidence has contributed, of course. The pathway and connections have been eased by an already established organization that I know and trust.Finding my way intially has benefitted greatly. And not having to find my own way, to have a foundation from which to begin, allows me greater freedom to expereince and interact and ask the questions I have.
The more challenging question, for me, is the relevance of IT in this context. And the answer is layered, because that’s just the nature of life- for some segments of the population things like the web are irrelevant, at this point- for others (the students participating in the Tec-Nica Learning Exchange, for instance) it is a career path that leads forward, to stability and a decent income and increased access to information. And for many it is out there, just on the edge – the benefits could be massive, if it is understood and deployed in a context that is consistent with life, daily life. Youtube and Lady Gaga are note especially relevant for this articular discussion – at least not as a starting point.
The image above is of Don Teofilo – a smallholder with an vibrant family and no electricity. I first met him as dusk was approaching. We went into his house, light by a gas lamp and talked for a short time – I would return early next morning to take pictures – and I was struck by how intact or whole the world felt right there, right then. His wife, daughter and sons, a grandchild all gathered in the main room, gas light flickering a bit. I am, at heart, a romantic and when it comes to Nicaragua this tendency rises in full force quite obviously. But romanticism aside, it’s going to be a while before IT becomes relevant to Don Teofilo. His grandchildren, even children, yes…change is coming.
I don’t mean to offer any of this as a “Truth”, just my thoughts which shift and re-clarify on a fairly regular basis. But for me, it is necessary to think these things out, to think through them time and again – especially with others.
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