Roberto Sosa, Presente! In Honduras, the Walls Are Talking.
By Roberto Sosa in the November 2009 issue
Editor's Note: Roberto Sosa, the most prominent poet in Honduras, died on Monday, May 23. Here is the cover story he wrote for The Progressive in November 2009.
At 5:30 a.m. on Sunday, June -28 (Black June), under the light of the first star of dawn, I woke from a sound sleep to a barrage of gunshots. Soon Radio Globo broke the story that the president of Honduras, Manuel Zelaya Rosales, had been abducted, taken to Toncontín Airport in the capital, Tegucigalpa, and transported, still in his pajamas, to San José, Costa Rica. We later learned that the navy plane carrying him landed at another airfield before it left Honduras—the U.S. military base in Palmerola. Upon landing there, Zelaya managed to record a message in which he named those responsible for the military coup—which his abductors refer to as “a presidential succession.”
Mel, as Manuel Zelaya is affectionately known to the Honduran people, had suffered a coup d’état with malice aforethought. When I realized what had happened, my mind was flooded with images of the ’80s. Hit lists, disappearances, harassment of dissidents (threats, firings, seizure of wages), and the grisly operations of the death squad Battalion 3-16 ordered by professional criminals like Gustavo Alvarez Martínez and Billy Joya, masters of programmed assassination.
In that lost decade my poetry had been branded subversive and anti-military. At the National Autonomous University of Honduras, I became the object of many abuses. My salary was withheld for an entire year, at the end of which I was fired and forced to sign a document saying that I would never again teach a course there.
The harassment was the work of one Oswaldo Ramos Soto, otherwise known as Rata Gorda (Fat Rat).
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