Autobiography - The Galindo Group
Autobiography - The Galindo Group
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Ram <strong>Galindo</strong> THE MAKING OF AN AMERICAN Page 61<br />
Motivated by the allure of easier access and industrial plantations, English agents at the<br />
service of their Crown, spirited away, against the law, enough saplings and seeds, first<br />
of cinchona and then of rubber trees, to cultivate them very successfully in their colonial<br />
plantations of Southeast Asia. <strong>The</strong> Malayan peninsula became the main center of<br />
production. With the advent of this competition, which ultimately was improved to offer<br />
better strains, Bolivia’s importance as a quinine and rubber supplier passed to history in<br />
the second decade of the 20 th century without leaving a significant lasting trace.<br />
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THE FIRST SPARKS.<br />
Through no merit of my own, I was blessed to have been born in what I selfishly<br />
consider the best family anyone could have chosen. It happened that my family was a<br />
member of the patron class. In shrouded memories from my infancy, I seem to<br />
remember my paternal grandmother having indentured clients for servants who would,<br />
coming from her farm in the countryside, rotate in her house in two week shifts three or<br />
four times a year. Although this is a practice I never saw in my own house, I was aware<br />
it still existed in some landowning families’ homes during my early childhood.<br />
My parents, who owned no agrarian land, abhorred it as much as I did from the minute I<br />
became aware of it. <strong>The</strong> advancement of the cause of freedom for all in Bolivia was<br />
indeed held back by this practice of semi-vassal servitude. <strong>The</strong> attempt to dismantle it<br />
was traumatic, nay, destructive. It simply substituted the old class patrons for a new<br />
harsh dictatorship that imposed its will cruelly and shamelessly. For more than one<br />
generation, the effort brought freedom to no one who did not yet have it but brought<br />
fear, oppression, poverty and servitude to those who had known freedom before. As in<br />
any dictatorship, the only beneficiaries were the party intelligentsia and those in the<br />
control mechanism.<br />
Following a movement partly inspired by National Socialists (Nazis) and partly by<br />
communists of all stripes, a new group under the leadership of a politician named Victor<br />
Paz Estensoro took control of the country by violent revolution in 1952. In the elections<br />
just preceding this takeover, my father, not a sympathizer of this group, had been<br />
elected Senator to a congress that never convened as a result of this revolution. In the<br />
years immediately preceding and following this convulsion, many prominent leaders of<br />
the country lost their fortunes and lives. Because my father had never been party to any<br />
plans of counterrevolution, his life was spared but his livelihood was destroyed. His<br />
construction company was forced to close and his every move watched. All his life he<br />
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