The quote text in the title of this entry is from Guillermo Ford, former Vice President of Panama.
The Panama Deception (1992)
Director by Barbara Trent
Written by David Kasper
Both Trent and Kasper have worked together on other Central American films concerning the Iran-Contra Affair and other topics in Central America.
Information courtesy of IMDb
On October 1 of this year, General Manuel Noriega was extradited from France to Panama to serve three consecutive 20-year sentences for human rights abuses carried out during his 6-year rule over Panama. This after having served 7 years in France for money laundering, on top of a 20-year stint in Florida for drug trafficking, racketeering, and more money laundering following his capture by U.S. forces during the Panamanian invasion that occurred in the wee hours of December 19, 1989.
This oft overlooked U.S. military intervention in Central America, while it has its distinguishing events and unique complexities, is an incontrovertible link in the rusty chain that not only brought an end to Pablo Escobar and the Medellin cartel in Colombia, but also to the internationally recognized fairly-elected Sandinistas in Nicaragua, as well as the leftist government of the FMLN in El Salvador. Noriega played a significant role in transporting Escobar’s drugs out of Colombia and allowed the U.S. to use Panama as a training ground and strategic base of operations in the months prior to and during the Contra War in Nicaragua, not to mention his involvement with Israel which ultimately funded the covert operations that brought down Daniel Ortega and the Sandinistas.
I watched The Panama Deception about a week ago and while it has been mentioned in passing during my studies, I have never personally investigated the U.S. invasion of Panama, nor Manuel Noriega. As I am watching, taking notes, trusty Google by my side, trying to make sense of this incredibly abhorrent abuse of power by all nations involved, I began to realize that, at least during the ‘80s, Panama and Noriega were, to some degree, involved in all of the United States’ military interventions that occurred in Central America. So I spent my spare time between finishing the film and now, researching this Noriega character and isn’t he just that.
While the film obviously went to stunning lengths to bring we the viewers the best video production money could buy in 1992, the ardent passion of the film’s writers, director, and producer overwhelms the “star wipes” and “fade to blacks”. Though I’m not sure that it is possible to spin what happened in Panama to the avail of the United States given what came to light in the years following the invasion, this film is edited in such a way that makes a mockery of certain U.S. spokespersons, or perhaps it really is the proclamation of such blatant fallacies with feverous audacity and nerve that makes the segments seem farcical.
The Panama Deception, to its acclaim, focuses more on the U.S. intervention and the complex linkages amongst high-ranking state officials than on Noriega himself. While undoubtedly the Panamanian dictator shares very little in common with the great leaders of the world, the atrocities, for which he is being punished, committed during his tenure pale in comparison to the heinous slayings of Panamanian civilians, impudent violations of not only treaties signed between the U.S. and Panama, but international law as well, and the suppression and manipulation of media outlets committed on behalf of the United States.
A wise man once said, “You can’t be neutral on a moving train”, and seeing as how I have just quoted one of the great social activists and thinkers of our time, I won’t even try to be (it’s my blog and I’ll do what I want). This documentary has a lot of information and credible sources from which it takes its stance, including eyewitness accounts of the bombings and subsequent millings from Panamanian civilians and U.S. State Department representatives, as well as high-ranking members of the U.S. and Panamanian militaries and intelligence agencies. The cheesy effects and somewhat choppy editing offer the viewer a chuckle midst a story of deceit and tragedy culminating in typical Latin American fashion, the people are left to bury their dead and rebuild their lives while the Americans walk away fade into darkness with a sense of pride and accomplishment, of course leaving behind a few thousand soldiers should the sheep stray from the flock.
In my eyes, aside from the Spanish and Portuguese conquests, the most repressive and violent period in Latin America was the late 1970s through the early ‘90s; Pinochet in Chile, Fujimori in Peru, Castro in Cuba, Rios Montt in Guatemala, Romero in El Salvador and the U.S.-led backlash, Somoza in Nicaragua and the U.S.-led backlash, and Noriega and the ever-ubiquitous U.S. led backlash. I was born mid-year 1984 during the height of many of these conflicts and I ask my parents from time to time what they remember from this period, and besides lots of embarrassing tales of baby poop in strange places and all-nighters with a sickly child, no recollection of any of these events exists. While I wouldn’t exactly say I that came from enlightened surroundings, there is no arguable reason for such a flagrant lack of transparency and accountability toward those who funded these deplorable acts of selfishness and violence, the American taxpayers. These events were paid for with the blood of hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of lives and a revolving door of political instability; just the way the U.S. prefers the developing world. The saving grace could be an acknowledgment of past abuses and perhaps a lesson learned. However, it seems that our elected officials have quite selective memories. Blame is not solely in the hands of our elected officials, but also on those of the American people., as we step aside and continually allow for these things to happen, myself included. I do feel that educating oneself on these matters is a huge step in preventing future atrocities, it is only until what is learned becomes more practical and theoretical, or better yet, fictional.
Enough ranting. Enjoy the film.
¡Hasta la próxima vez!