All posts by favabean

REPORT of Café Simpatico, February 2020: ARPILLERAS and CHILEAN RESISTANCE

Café Simpatico presented an exhibition of Arpilleras, textiles that tell the story of life in Chile from the time of the Pinochet dictatorship to the present time of social uprising and the demand for a new constitution and enshrined human rights. Much of the current activism has been suppressed by the government in 2020 during the Covid-19 pandemic.

This report tells the story of the development and role of the art of arpilleras and the continuing resistance in Chile to inequality and injustice. To see the Café Simpatico exhibition of the arpilleras, links to videos and discussion of current dissent as well as poetry and music, please click on:

Virtual Cafe Simpatico: Sept 25

Sandino Vive! Delegation, Sept 25, 2020
Presented By: Kay Gimbel
Cooperatives, campesinos and the coup. In search of the truth about a much-maligned people.      
This Zoom presentation will start at 7:30 PM PDT

To Participate send e-mail to:

Co-sponsored by:
Central America Support Committee
Mining Justice Action Committee

Who killed Berta Caìceres? (from RIGHTS ACTION)

Dams, Death Squads, and an Indigenous Defender’s Battle for the Planet

By Nina Lakhani,

This is an extract from “Who Killed Berta Cáceres? Dams, Death Squads, and an Indigenous Defender’s Battle for the Planet”, by Nina Lakhani, published by Verso Books on 2 June

Who killed Berta Caìceres? Behind the brutal murder of an environment crusader

By Nina Lakhani, 2 Jun 2020

Berta Cáceres at the banks of the Gualcarque River, Rio Blanco region, western Honduras.
Photograph: Tim Russo/Goldman Environmental Prize

Could there ever be justice for someone like Berta in a country like Honduras, where impunity reigns supreme?

The final few months of Berta Caìceres’s life were filled with ominous signs. Just before Christmas 2015, she confided in her sister Agustina that her life was in danger. “The messages never stop, the harassment never stops, they have me under surveillance. They don’t care that I have children. Those sons of bitches are going to kill me.”

Berta was involved in numerous land and water struggles alongside indigenous Lenca communities across western Honduras. But the battle to stop construction of a hydroelectric dam on the Gualcarque river, in the community of Riìo Blanco, had her more worried than usual. Berta told her children she was scared, and that they should take the threats seriously. “Mum said there was a group of dangerous sicarios [hitmen] attacking the Riìo Blanco community and asking about us, her daughters,” said Laura, 23, the youngest, home from midwifery college for the Christmas break. “I knew the threats were serious because she wouldn’t leave me alone in the house, not even for a night.”

Berta had reasons to suspect the hitmen were hired by Desa, the dam construction company. Desa’s trumped-up criminal charges against her and other leaders of the Council of Popular and Indigenous Organizations of Honduras (Copinh) had failed to silence them. Was it now it was pursuing other means to stop the opposition?

Her sense of unease intensified on 12 February 2016. Douglas Bustillo, a thuggish former army lieutenant and Desa’s ex-security chief, messaged her Copinh deputy, Tomaìs Goìmez, out of the blue, accusing Berta of cashing in on the Riìo Blanco struggle to win the prestigious Goldman environmental prize.

Four days later, driving out of Riìo Blanco, Berta’s car was shadowed by two SUVs carrying armed locals she knew were linked to Desa.

On 20 February, Berta led a convoy to the Gualcarque, a river considered sacred by the Lenca people, to make a stand against the company’s attempt to circumvent indigenous land rights by moving the dam across the shore. Desa was warned about the demonstration via its network of paid informants, and summoned its political and security allies to wreck the event. First, Copinh’s buses and cars were detained at a checkpoint where everyone was forced out, registered and photographed by police and military officers. Then, a small crowd threw stones and insults. “You old witch, you’ll never come back here!” screamed the pro-dam deputy mayor at Berta.

As the crowd jeered, Sergio Rodriìguez, Desa’s communities and environmental manager, politely greeted Berta before warning her to turn back. “There are armed men at the river, we won’t be responsible if something happens to you.”

“We’re not leaving, we have a right to be here,” retorted Berta, and marched on.

But the public road to the river was blocked by company machinery, so Berta set off on foot in the blistering sun towards the dam encampment. Waiting along the gruelling unshaded track were hired thugs and armed security guards and police officers, including some Tigres – an elite US-backed special weapons and tactics (Swat) team trained for urban combat.

A drone buzzed overhead taking photographs as Copinh protesters threw rocks at the company machinery. Desa’s security chief, former police major Jorge Aìvila, appeared with a grisly warning: “In a few days, you’ll be eating someone’s liver,” he said.

Still undeterred, Berta continued with the exhausted group to the river, where they sat on the shady bank to rest and connect with the Gualcarque’s sacred spirit. When they finally left it was dark, and Berta’s car was pelted with beer bottles and rocks, smashing the rear window.

Less than a week later, around midday on 26 February, a double-cabin pickup truck with polarized windows drove up the narrow dead-end street leading to the Copinh head office in the city of La Esperanza. A tall man with a military-style haircut got out and asked for Berta, while the driver kept the engine running. When asked to identify himself, he jumped into the car and sped off.

These incidents made Berta even more nervous, and she arranged to stay at Utopiìa, Copinh’s bustling training centre in La Esperanza, so as not to be at home alone when Laura returned to university in Buenos Aires.

She also contacted her friend Brigitte Gynther, a researcher at the School of Americas Watch (SOAW), who catalogued threats against Copinh. “I need to talk to you,” she wrote in a text message on 29 February. “I have news.” Brigitte was working in Colombia, but they agreed to speak later.

On the morning of 1 March, Berta drove Laura to Toncontiìn airport on the outskirts of the capital, Tegucigalpa. “I’m proud of you,” she said. “Enjoy life, make the most of it, but remember this is where you belong, in Honduras, fighting to make this a better place.”

Just before Laura went through security Berta hugged her youngest child one more time. “This country is fucked, but if anything happens to me, don’t be afraid.”

Laura assumed she was worried about being arrested again. “My mum was so well known that I really doubted anything serious would happen to her. I thought meeting the pope and winning the Goldman prize would protect her.”

At 2.08pm, Sergio Rodriìguez sent a WhatsApp message to Desa shareholders and senior managers, among them company president David Castillo, a US-trained former military intelligence officer, confirming that Berta would be in La Esperanza the following day.

Laura’s plane took off just as Berta’s old friend Gustavo Castro, a politically astute Mexican environmentalist, was landing at San Pedro Sula international airport on the other side of the country. Berta had invited Gustavo to give a workshop on alternative energy for Copinh members. The pair hadn’t seen each other in several years and spent the evening catching up at Berta’s new house in Colonia Liìbano, a gated community on the southern edge of La Esperanza.

Berta told him about the turmoil generated by the campaign to stop the dam, a construction project backed by members of one of the country’s most powerful clans, the Atala Zablah family, as well as international banks. “I had no idea how much pressure she was under,” Gustavo would recall.

They were both tired, so Berta suggested calling it a night and offered to take Gustavo to his lodgings, but he was worried about her safety. “It’s so dark and isolated here, will you be alright driving back alone so late?” he asked. “I’ll be fine. But why don’t you come and stay here with me from tomorrow night?”

The next day, Tuesday 2 March, Berta opened the workshop in Utopiìa before heading to the outdoor kitchen area, carrying her three constantly chiming mobile phones and customary notebook and pen. She messaged Laura, telling her not to worry as Gustavo would be staying at the house. She also called her close colleague Sotero Chavarriìa, who was in Tegucigalpa for medical treatment. “Hermano, I need you back here, come soon, I have to tell you something, it’s important,” she said.

Shortly after, Sotero received another call: security chief Aìvila and a dozen Riìo Blanco locals aligned with Desa were approaching La Esperanza in a Toyota pickup truck.

What business did they have that day, were they coming to keep tabs on Berta? On his way back to La Esperanza, Sotero noticed the police checkpoint at the city entrance was unmanned. This was so unusual that he mentioned it to colleagues.

Later that morning, Lilian Esperanza, the Copinh finance coordinator, arrived at Utopiìa with a handful of cheques and a donor letter that needed Berta’s signature. “We need to change the signature,” Berta said. “What if something happens to me? I could be jailed or killed. If you have problems accessing money, then what would happen to Copinh? I keep on reporting the threats, but no one takes any notice.”

“Don’t be silly. Nothing’s going to happen to you,” Lilian insisted.

Why was Berta acting as if time was running out?

It was late morning when she left the workshop with Gaspar Saìnchez, Copinh’s young sexual diversity coordinator, heading for the central market where Berta was helping vendors oppose the mayor’s plan to replace it with a shopping mall. Later, in the car on their way back to the workshop, Gaspar interviewed Berta for Copinh’s community radio station. “Energy is not just a technical issue, it’s a political issue to do with life, territories, sovereignty and the right to community self-determination. We believe this is the moment to profoundly debate capitalism and how energy is part of the domination of indigenous communities and violation of their rights … That’s what Lenca communities like Riìo Blanco are living through right now.”

It would be her last interview.

Berta then called her friend Ismael Moreno, a Jesuit priest known as Padre Melo. “She was scared, but it was Camilito she was most worried about,” Melo said: Berta had recently received an anonymous message threatening to chop her only grandchild into pieces.

Back at the workshop, Berta messaged SOAW’s Brigitte Gynther at 4.44pm, asking when she’d be back from Colombia. “I never found out what she wanted to tell me,” said Brigitte. “But she only contacted me when something was seriously wrong.”

Berta and Gustavo then left Utopiìa, popping in to visit her mother before heading to her favourite downtown eatery, El Fogoìn, for dinner and a beer. Just before 9.30pm, a black double-cabin Toyota Hilux with polarized windows and no number plates was seen by a neighbour outside her mother’s house. Soon after, Berta and Gustavo arrived back at her place.

Berta’s green and gold bungalow stands amid a scattering of garishly painted houses enclosed by a mishmash of wire and white wooden fencing, with views of a lake and distant pine-forested hills. The bungalow is on a dirt road about 150 metres from the security gate, which is operated by two guards working in 12-hour shifts.

The layout is unusual, with the front door leading into the open-plan lounge and a flimsy wooden back door leading into the kitchen. She and Gustavo sat on the front patio talking for half an hour or so, enjoying the breeze. Then he smoked a cigarette, while Berta finished working on a document.

Gustavo retired to the guest bedroom nearest the lounge. Berta’s room was at the other end of the narrow hallway. After changing into an olive-green T-shirt and black shorts, she sat on her bed and kept working. At 11.25 she sent a message to Juan Carlos Juaìrez, a police liaison officer charged with overseeing her protection. “Wherever you are, I wish you well. Please be careful. Besos [kisses].”

At around 11.35, Gustavo heard a noise. Tap! Tap! Tap! He thought it was Berta cleaning or fetching something from the kitchen, and barely looked up from his laptop. A minute or less later there was a louder, duller sound. Thud! Gustavo assumed Berta had dropped something in the kitchen. Then he heard her call out: “Who’s there?”

“It was then I realized that someone was in the house and something bad was going to happen,” Gustavo recalled. Seconds later, a tall, dark-skinned youth with cropped hair, wearing a black top and white scarf, kicked open the bedroom door and aimed a gun at his head from about two metres away. He heard the fuzzy sound of a walkie-talkie.

Seated on the bed, Gustavo was looking straight at the gunman, when he heard Berta’s bedroom door being forced open. It sounded as if she was struggling to push someone away. Then he heard three shots. Bang! Bang! Bang! Berta’s legs gave way and she fell backwards. She tried to defend herself and scratched at the gunman as he bent over her. But she was weak, and the killer stamped on her bleeding body until she could no longer resist.

Gustavo jumped up off the bed and in a split second lifted his left hand to protect his face as the gunman fired a single shot. Bang! The bullet grazed the back of his left hand and the top of his left ear. Gustavo lay completely still on the floor as blood oozed from the wounds. The gunman was convinced and left, but still Gustavo dared not move. Moments later he heard Berta’s voice. “Gustavo! Gustavo!”

He ran to her and saw his friend sprawled on her back between the bedroom door and the wooden closet, struggling to breathe. Her curly black hair was sticky with the blood from three bullet wounds, spreading across her shorts and T-shirt.

Gustavo squeezed through the small gap between the door and her shivering body. He knelt down and wrapped his arms around her, trying to keep her warm and alive. “Don’t go, Berta! Don’t die! Stay with me,” he begged. But Berta Caìceres was bleeding to death.

“Get my phone,” she murmured. “On the table.” At around a quarter to midnight Berta uttered her last words. “Call Salvador! Call Salvador!”

Then she was gone.

Berta Caìceres had been murdered. Killed in her bedroom less than a year after winning the foremost prize for environmental defenders.

Gustavo survived. But would his eyewitness evidence be enough to identify the gunmen? And who was behind this bold execution? Could there ever be justice for someone like Berta in a country like Honduras, where impunity reigns supreme?

Would we ever know who killed Berta Caìceres?

*** / ***

Rights Action’s COVID-19 Response Fund

Rights Action continues to prioritize getting emergency funds to partner group in Guatemala and Honduras. Their Covid19 response work is about saving lives. The funds we are sending are drops in a bucket, and they are important.

Our work is also to contribute to discussion and hopefully empower political activism premised on the basic notion that: We are not “all in this together” / There should be no “getting back to normal”.

Cafe Simpatico: march 27

Nicaragua Sandino Vive: Delegation

by Kay Gimbel

Cooperatives, campesinos and the coup. In search of the truth about a much-maligned people.

1923 Fernwood Road
Doors 7pm
Live Music 7:30pm
Presentation 8pm

All welcome
Admission by donation
Refreshments: Fair Trade Organic Coffee

cafe simpatico feb. 28

ARPILLERAS: Textiles of Resistance from Chile

Exhibition of arpilleras and arpillera-inspired textiles of resistance; film, slides, discussion of art of resistance and current developments in Chile.

If you have arpilleras you are willing to lend for this event please contact Terry at 250 595-7519  Gracias!

Doors open at 7 pm
7:30 pm:  Music with Nedjo Rogers including songs of Victor Jarre
8 pm Presentation
Refreshments with  great cookies by Susan
Fair trade Nicaraguan coffee

All welcome – by donation    

CafÉ Simpatico Jan 31


an illustrated presentation by Álvaro Moreno

Learn how small organic producers are securing self-sustainability and food security for their region. Alvaro will also discuss the impact of the peace accords in community development in Colombia. “El Porvenir” is a Spanish term that has no translation into English. It basically means “The way forward” or “A vision for the future”.

In May 2019, Álvaro completed a one-year placement in Colombia with Cuso International. He worked as an Organizational Development Advisor for Fruandes, a small, fair trade, organic enterprise exporting dried fruit to the US, Canada, and Europe. Álvaro also helped Fruandes develop a strategic plan, and assisted a small cooperative of organic farmers start an inspiring agro-eco-tourism plan to promote self-sustainability and food security.

Doors open 7 pm
Live music 7:30 pm  
Presentation  8 pm

1923 Fernwood Road
All welcome – donations appreciated
Fair trade organic coffee

Café Simpatico Friday Nov. 29

Taking a Stand

Filmmaker Pamela Vivian presents film and discussion about the story of the BC volunteers of the legendary International Brigade in the Spanish Civil War.

1923 Fernwood Road Victoria BC
Doors open at 7 pm
Music with Wayward Sirens 7:30 pm
Presentation 8 pm

Presented by the Victoria Central America Support Committee
All welcome
Admission by donation
Refreshments and Fair Trade Organic Coffee

Undermining Indigenous Rights: Pan American Silver in Guatemala

The Mining Justice Action Committee and the Victoria Central America Support Committee

invite you to an evening with Guatemalan activists on:

Undermining Indigenous Rights: Pan American Silver in Guatemala

Nov. 18th, at 7 PM Cadboro Bay United Church 2625 Arbutus Rd.


Luis Fernando García Monroy was shot outside the mine when he was participating in a peaceful protest in 2013 and was a plaintiff in the lawsuit against Tahoe Resources that just finished; he works as a paralegal/community organizer with the Xinka Parliament now)

Ellen Moore’s path to extractive industry work began in Guatemala with the Network in Solidarity with the People of Guatemala. 2015, Ellen joined the Progressive Leadership Alliance of Nevada.

All Welcome: Admission by donation

Cafe simpatico Oct. 25: Adventures in activism

Local internationalist and long time CASC member Kevin Neish will
give an illustrated talk and lead a discussion about his 30 years of work as a human rights defender in Guatemala, El Salvador, Colombia, Palestine, theUnist’ot’en Camp and four Freedom Flotillas to Gaza. In particular he will talk about the use and abuse of “white/class privilege” in solidarity work.

Music by Grupo Raices

The roots of Latin American music with musical director, composer and guitarist Diego Barrientos; Alberto Callo on percussion and vocals; and Chrissie Forster on vocals, flute and guitar.

7pm – doors open
7:30pm – music
8pm – presentation

1625 Fernwood Road
Fernwood Community Association

Admission by donation
Refreshments and fair trade organic coffee

Cooperativa: la Lucha sigue (Cooperative: The struggle continues)

Cafe Simpatico,
Friday September 27, 2019

Coffee farmer on the cooperative in Nicaragua

World Community and Cafe Etico Journey to several organic coffee farms in the jungle highlands of Nicaragua (the source of World Community Coffee and Cafe Etico.) Farmers discuss how their fair trade arrangements with the co-ops have brought some security to their families. The film also follows the process of both cacao and milk production of what is considered the poorest country in Central America.

The film will be followed by discussion with Steve Stewart of CoDev of Vancouver.

Admission by donation.

Doors at 7pm
Music at 7:30pm
Presentation at 8pm

Refreshments and Nicaraguan Fair Trade Coffee available
Presented by: The Victoria Central America Support Committee