Cacao and the makings of you.

Just when I find myself slipping into the mundane pattern of being a college student (did I REALLY just say that?), Venezuela gives me a little reminder if what’s sitting right beneath my feet. Smells, sounds, dances, phrases, food…all working together to keep me afloat and looking for more, and it’s working so well. 

We’ve been lucky enough to have Professor Antonio D. Tillis, professor of African and African American Studies at Dartmouth College, visiting with us for the past week. We’ve been showing him the university, community, and larger parts of the Barlovento region, as he plans to create a study abroad program similar to this one at Dartmouth. He’s also a very good friend of Professor Jordan (our program director), so I’ve enjoyed getting to know him and (of course) seeking career advice and networking. I’ve had the chance to ask him a BILLION questions about international development, micro-finance initiatives in African and Latin America, and obviously exchanging travel stories. To put it plainly, this man is awesome. I love being in the company of accomplished, knowledgeable individuals, especially if we share similar interests. He also gave me some great connections and information about opportunities in Brazil for next year. I won’t speak on it all yet, but I definitely have new plans of action to consider. 

This weekend we visited a family owned cacao plantation called La Ceiba, where we not only received a thorough history of cacao/chocolate production in Venezuela, global markets, and current movements for local chocolate production, but we also learned how they produce their own chocolate step by step (amazing), got a run through of traditional afro-venezuelan instruments (Uncle Marc, you would’ve died), AND they fed us. Easily the most delicious carne, arroz, plátanos, and obscure molasses/lime drink my mouth has ever had. Cue the stomach growls and someone pass me my fat pants.

 

 Alejandro (age 4)

 Cacao seeds (white, and brown after being cooked)

 TELL ME my camera isn't on point.

I loved every second of this experience. I loved learning that it takes between 3-5 years from the planting of a seed to the cutting of the ripe cacao fruit. I loved learning that cacao farmers are also expert banana growers, I loved learning how to tell when a fruit is ready to be cut from the tree, I loved learning how to split a cacao open with a machete in less than 2 seconds, I loved learning the taste of ripe cacao seeds (they literally taste like mango and look like brains), I loved sipping alcohol made with chocolate and playing tambores with a full belly. I loved it all and I want to go back already. I still haven’t figured out how I’ll fit all of this pure chocolate in my suitcase when it’s time to come home.

The Revolution Will Not Be Televised (because cameras weren’t allowed past security =/).

Excuse my mini vacation! A combination of exhaustion, homework, and a finicky wireless set up has set me back a couple of week. But we’re back! Purging commence.

In 3 days I will have been here for 1 month. I’ve yet to find the lost days and nights that somehow got me here so fast, but I’m enjoying my progression. I feel like my mind has stretched beyond the limits that I thought were once there, and I’m also seeing the same kind of growth in my colleagues/fellow students/roommates/ friends, and it’s refreshing. I read somewhere that it takes a human being approximately 21 days to form a habit or become fully accustomed to a new setting. As I’m reaching for the 4 week mark, I can absolutely agree. Venezuela is home (as if I needed another one?).

So let’s go back. I left off giving some information about the Afro-Venezuelan sensibility and pushes for political and social inclusion. Since that post, I’ve had the opportunity to do a lot of reading. I’ve had my eyes on everything from UN Reports, dissertations, newspapers, speeches, etc. and I have much more to go. When I first began this blog, I expressed that while I had much to say and feel about my own sensibilities as an African American, I had no idea how to begin educating myself about the Afro-Venezuelan identity. Well my time here has afforded me the chance to spend 4 months engrossed in all things afrovenezolano, and my goodness, what an eye opener. While I knew that I would be walking into a huge bundle of information and experiences and ideas that have existed before my understanding of them, I wasn’t prepared for the ways in which afro-venezolanidad is tied so concretely to Venezuela’s political hoo-haa. Essentially, you cannot understand the history of afro-venezuelan identity and sensibility without understanding the history of the Bolivarian Revolution, current VZ politics, Chavista policies, UN/UNESCO influence (or a lack thereof), and for the sake of full inclusion, the nature of the African Diaspora as a whole. Luckily, I get to stick my hand in all of it. I can’t push my glasses up far enough!

I’m also noticing improvements in my Spanish speaking/writing skills. By no means have I escaped that wonderful “Oh she’s CLEARLY American” accent. But I’m getting there. Things come more easily, and I’m able to express myself in more complex ways without having to THINK about it so much before I say it. Let me also say that the Venezuelan accent is….something supernatural. What on Earth. I’ll never forget the day we got here when I asked a man in the airport about the taxi to the hotel, obviously thinking I’m all that because I said it in Spanish (perfect grammar by the way). Little did I know that his response would fly out of his mouth quicker than I could Google Translate. You know you’re getting better when you can ask the question AND dissect the answer.

So anyway, the point of this post. Right.

On Tuesday, our group went BACK to Caracas for a nice little overnight trip to the US Embassy. We were fortunate enough to have a briefing with the Head of Public Affairs on US Foreign Policy initiatives in Venezuela, among other things.

Needless to say, he gave us exactly what I expected: not-so-subtle anti-Chavez rhetoric. When asked about the current strains between the United States and Venezuela, what has caused it, and what can alleviate it, of course the conversation turned into a conversation about the former US Ambassador to Venezuela (who is now at UNC, by the way) and the discrepancies involving his removal from the country. He also briefly touched on the accusations that the US was involved in the 2002 coup attempt, and further accusations that the U.S. has military bases in Colombia. While the rough relationship between US Ambassadors and the Venezuelan government has definitely added fuel to the fire, this is not the biggest issue. For one thing, there is plenty of reason to believe that the U.S. had a hand (whether directly or indirectly is yet to be said) in the coup attempt, but I’ll leave that up to you to decide after your own research.

What is clear to me, however, is that as public officials representing the United States abroad, employees of the US Department of State, including those who work in US Embassies, are expected to represent and defend the interests and positions of the US in all areas. That’s exactly what we got. There were many statements that I disagreed with, based on my own understanding of US involvement in Latin America and Venezuelan politics specifically, but that’s neither here nor there. I’m grateful for the chance to visit the embassy (in all of its exclusivity sitting on a hill in the richest part of the country, overlooking Caracas amongst a community of wealthy that were a part of the elite that supported the overthrowing of Chavez. How’s THAT for irony?), because it gave me the chance to hear the tone of the United States directly, and see the manner in which the relationship between the US and Venezuela has become unbelievably complex, confusing, and contradictory. The more longstanding issues that Chavez takes with the United States (economic policies, coup attempts, imperialism as a general concept, etc) are constantly being reinforced by current events in the Americas, and I don’t see these issues being resolved anytime soon. I will say, however, that I’m enjoying the humor of knowing when I’m getting crafted answers.

Buena Presencia**

Professor Alejandro Correa (from IUB) held a 2 hour discussion with us yesterday, giving us the necessary background on the history of Blacks and Indigenous populations in Venezuela, discriminatory practices, cultural movements, and what has and will continue to come as a result of them. I also had the chance to finally ask him some more personal questions about his own opinions on Afro-Venezuelan identity and his sensibility of the Diaspora in general.

I was pleasantly surprised. Personally, I feel not only a strong sense of self-identity as an African American, but I also feel a connection with the Diaspora in general. However, I think I’ve always subconsciously felt that that sensibility isn’t as popular outside of the United States. I’ve been under the impression that the movements for self-realization and pride have, for the most part, been popular in the US, but not in Latin America. Ignorant of me? Probably. What I’ve realized thus far is that while Afro-venezolidad is a sensibility that is still not recognized politically (Afro-Venezuelans are not explicitly listed in the Constitution as an ethnic identity), movements toward self-realization are in abundance.

From early colonial slave revolts, to the establishment of independent black communities, participation in the Bolivarian Revolution, and even now in the current Chavez administration, the black Venezuelan has had a presence and significance in the shaping of the social, cultural, and political foundations and manifestations of this country. Unfortunately however, they are not realized by the majority. Many struggles for self-identity, political and social recognition, and a sensibility of the Diaspora that have taken place in the United States are happening here now. The difference, however, is that without a sense of community, un sentido de afro-venezolidad, the initiatives that spring forth are unmoving.

In 2010, there is no census that lists Afro-Venezuelan as an option. For this reason, any noted statistics on the ethnic make-up of Venezuela site Afro-descents as being anywhere between 10 and 60% of the total population. In addition, Venezuelans have come to accept an overarching notion of a ‘mestizo’ population since the (Bolivarian) Revolution. In other words, a culture has been created that acknowledges a mixed race nation; comprised of African, Indigenous, and European/Criollo ancestry, but rarely is the legitimacy of the African legacy (in and of itself) recognized. In a country where citizens claim that ‘no racism exists’, and will acknowledge la mezcla del pueblo, it is difficult to step outside of that and facilitate a separate sensibility of African culture and identity. Often times it is not appreciated. In addition, the ethnic groups that do receive recognition and political inclusion are the 36 Indigenous groups. The community and political/cultural initiatives that are making the most difference are Indigenous, not African. Their sensibility and contributions are more accepted.

During the first 2 weeks of classes, I’ve been reading much about the process by which Afro-Venezuelans have realized themselves, created a culture of identity and name upon which the culture can stand (gracias a Juan Pablo Sojo), and pushed forth with political initiatives. There is much to be said about the history of African slaves in South America and the Caribbean, the foundation of (fugitive) slave communities, the creolization of cultures and the subsequent forming of the Black identity, and the process of ‘active marooning’ (more on this later) that has taken place and will continue to take place in Venezuela and surrounding nations.

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My favorite bit of information thus far? Prof. Correa shared with us that his point of self-realization as an Afro-Venezuelan was the first time he saw a documentary about Martin Luther King Jr. I’ve also heard similar sentiments from others in this area (“…the first time I saw Roots when I was little, I realized that there was something bigger going on..”).

Not what I was expecting.

** “Buena Presencia (good presence)” is a term used in popular Venezuelan culture to describe a fair skinned person, often times used in job postings. For example, as Professor Correa explained, a job posting will list certain criteria: 5 years of experience, good work ethic, a University degree, and “Buena Presencia” a.k.a. fair skin/good physical attributes. This is the manner in which open discrimination against the African descendent population has become common. I chose this as the title of this post because despite any notion that Afro-Venezuelans no tienen ‘una buena presencia’, I beg to differ. Their presence, since the very beginning, has been of utmost importance.