Autobiography - The Galindo Group
Autobiography - The Galindo Group
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Ram <strong>Galindo</strong> THE MAKING OF AN AMERICAN Page 63<br />
harassed the private schools. It seemed to me that with some predictable periodicity,<br />
students from public schools properly spurred and covertly sent by the new authorities,<br />
would raid our school throwing rocks and epithets and handing all kinds of abuse and<br />
wreckage. At the time I thought the main motivation was class envy but I now realize<br />
that the top ruling intelligentsia contrived this pattern for the purpose of scaring all<br />
private school operators into leaving the country.<br />
Under the leadership of the senior class council, we, the students, decided to make a<br />
stand at the next raid. <strong>The</strong> president of the class was my best friend Ramon (Ray)<br />
Rivero who years later also got a masters degree from Texas A&M and rose up to be<br />
worldwide chief geologist for Occidental Petroleum. (He was also the one who met me<br />
at New York’s airport when I first arrived to the U.S.) We, cleverly it appeared at the<br />
time, moved buckets of rocks to the flat roof of our three-story building facing the street<br />
from which we were raided. When the aggressors arrived we received them with a rain<br />
of rocks, but we had not stored enough to repel them.<br />
<strong>The</strong> attackers eventually breached the doors and, for the first time, invaded our<br />
premises. Soon the police entered also, purportedly to restore order, but really to scare<br />
us even more. None of us got captured, but instead, the next day, four of us seniors<br />
were publicly expelled by the good Christian Brothers in a specially called meeting of<br />
the whole student body. <strong>The</strong>y needed to prove to the authorities that the battle was not<br />
their creation. Through the intersession of our parents, who convened several<br />
emergency meetings at my house, the four of us were allowed to complete school and<br />
leave quietly at the end of the school year. This was my first direct brush with<br />
authoritarian socialism and became a sample of the price of freedom that we all must be<br />
prepared to pay. In July of 1956 I left for New York and then to Villanova University on<br />
Philadelphia’s Main Line.<br />
<strong>The</strong> state of affairs set by socialist policies in Bolivia evolved into an untenable situation<br />
by the early 1960s. <strong>The</strong> misery brought about by the nationalization of all large mines,<br />
confiscation of farms, government takeover of all foreign commerce, corrupt reindustrialization,<br />
price controls, purges in the armed forces, elimination of most civil<br />
liberties and other typical socialist measures, drained the country of all savings and<br />
hope. Nevertheless, in the early 60s some improvements in the social climate started to<br />
become apparent. Transferring title of the expropriated lands to the peasants that<br />
resided on them had helped eliminate their semi-vassal state. <strong>The</strong> effort to connect the<br />
small enclaves in the rain forest to the rest of the country also helped.<br />
However, the corruption endemic to a socialist system had already rotted the party’s<br />
and the government’s organizations to the core. Though improving, agricultural<br />
production was still insufficient because the illiterate peasants were not prepared to run<br />
the farms. Productivity in the tin mines plummeted but production had to continue<br />
because export of the ore was Bolivia’s only source of hard currency and because the<br />
miner’s leadership was in league with the politicians. <strong>The</strong> mining leaders simply would<br />
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