WORDS OF THE COMMANDER OF THE
GLORIOUS ARMY OF THE PARAGUAYAN PEOPLE (EPP) ALCIDES OVIEDO
The
successes of the guerrilla struggle and the complete failure of
counterrevolutionary military operations expose the putrefaction of the power
of the Paraguayan ruling classes, as well as demonstrate the invincible
strength of the people and their vanguard revolutionary organization: The
EPP. In Paraguay
Since
its inception, the Government of Horacio Cartes undertook an offensive on all
fronts against us. Large-scale military operations punished the rebellious
population in the north of the country. Hundreds of peasant houses became
taperas because their inhabitants had to flee from the government
repression. The agents of the narco-government killed women, the elderly,
young people and children, but they did not manage to stifle the guerrilla
movement. On the contrary, the counterrevolutionary terror only managed to
inflame it even more. Nowadays the clothes vendors of North
Paraguay are happy. Young people and even children look for
where to buy camouflaged clothing to fit the EPP style. Despite the
threats of being prosecuted, they are not intimidated. Meanwhile, the
guerrillas, in bitter and unequal combat, in which the enemy is superior
in number and in material they continue to win victories. The successes of
the guerrilla struggle and the complete failure of the counterrevolutionary
forces lead to a state of hysteria, of hatred, of savagery never seen by the
agents of the Government. They get angry with imprisoned
comrades. Fraguan lawsuits, invent crimes. Delirious and delight in
their delusions.
We,
the epepistas, will not start crying because of the hatred of our
enemies. And they will not be able to prevent us from declaring
categorically that whatever they do will not stop the irrepressible
revolutionary advance. Prosecutor Joel Cazal and Judge Hernán Centurión
are saying that they want to kill them. There are men worthy of the death
penalty for their convictions, but I would not count among these men or Judge
Centurion or Prosecutor Cazal. I am convinced that the right to capital
punishment is given by talent and you do not have any of that. When the
talents were handed out, you will be gone, I suppose because of
cowards. They are not worth the value of bullets. I am very frank
with you. Do not be offended They are well domesticated homunculi,
but - and all Paraguayans are witnesses - of very little talent. To write
of little men like you, you need enormous resistance against nuisance. I
declare that I do not have much. And frankly I consider it pointless to
argue with you. I do not like to lose my time in uselessness. I have
other rats to gouge. You will think they are important. Good. I
can not deny them the right to praise themselves. But let me tell you:
they are praising nothing else.
Some
time ago some colleagues asked me to write something about these characters,
but I had neither the desire nor time to do such an unpleasant task. It
was with a multitude of practical activities, and above all, theoretical
questions in which to occupy my thoughts.
As
some of you may know, I grew up near the mighty Paraná
River . In my childhood I was a fisherman. In this
activity I have seen fishermen of different characters and in the moments of
storm they show what they really are. Some fishermen, seeing that the
storm is coming, deploy all their energies, encourage their companions and
boldly straighten the bow of their ship towards the storm; they shout:
"Courage, boys! Hold that rudder fiercely, take in front of the
waves. We will come forward!".
Another
class of fishermen as soon as they see clouds become discouraged, begin to
lament, curse their luck and demoralize their people; they shout:
"What a misfortune, a storm is approaching, a tsunami, an earthquake
...! Close your eyes Do not see Throw yourself in the bottom of
the boat. There's nothing to do; maybe the storm will take us to the
shore! " I am a prisoner, but discouragement will never take over my
spirit and I will not stop encouraging my companions. In addition to
fisherman I have learned to think. And he who considers himself a thinker
committed to the popular cause can not be afraid to face the truth face to
face. Nor can he fear telling the world what he has seen. I have no
claim to please the lackeys of bourgeois and landlords. Not the same big
landowners and bourgeois. I have no problem in confessing it.
Some
renegades, accompanying the worshipers of capitalism and liberal democracy like
to preach to the four winds that revolutionary socialist ideas have
aged. The old is capitalism and its democracy, together with the ideas
that defend them.
The
ideas of revolutionary socialism and the movements and people who defend them
do not age, nor will they grow old while there is a bourgeoisie to overthrow,
fulfilling the mandates of history; and a proletariat that will raise
power and begin to establish, from it, the social regime that the historical
future makes inseparable from human progress. As long as the proletarian
revolution is not done, while it is clamoring to be executed, it will not be
possible to speak of revolutionary, socialist, and aged Marxist ideas.
Those
who yesterday preached revolution and today affirm that, in this matter things
have changed, it is only because they have changed themselves. For beings
whose "socialism" and whose "revolutionary" spirit are
subject to fashionable currents of all colors, the world is capable of changing
every twenty-four hours. Claudications! ...
Gravediggers
of the proletarian struggle! Strikers of the power of the
bourgeoisie. The bourgeois world, with its millions of hungry, sometimes
administered by "socialists", is not the future.
All
the repressive machinery of enemy forces are based on the work of ignorant
uniformed thugs. Money is the one that oiled all the gears this huge
machine. There is no doubt that dollars are a powerful stimulus, but it is
absolutely ineffective. Bourgeois democracy has only defenders interested
in their own benefit. Nothing they do for nobility. As for me and my
companions, we only serve our poor compatriots.
I
am interested in their living conditions, in their pains and struggles, in
their hopes and desires. I live for them. I have paid my greatest
attention to know well those who suffer and die in oblivion and misery. It
is not only abstract knowledge that I have of the life of my people. I am
one of them. And I have been in their homes. I have eaten and eat
what they eat. I fight with them against the social and political power of
our oppressors. I consecrate my free time in prison to study, to be more
useful.
I
feel both happy and proud to be on the side of the workers and the
peasants. It is the best thing that has happened to me in my life. I
am happy because I have lived many happy hours next to my town.
And
I feel proud, because with my participation in the struggle I have had the
opportunity to do some justice in favor of the oppressed and slandered
classes. I do not have the soul of a merchant. Only someone with the
soul of a peddler could refuse their esteem and their help to the exploited and
oppressed classes.
And
I say once again: the interests of the bourgeoisie and the landowners are
diametrically opposed to those of the workers and peasants. They need wage
slaves. We modern slaves do not need them. They try incessantly to
affirm the opposite, that they are the ones who keep the workers; when the
truth is that they are the ones maintained by the workers. They are
parasites. And these are the ones who want to make people believe that
they feel the greatest sympathy for the fate of the workers! When have
they worried about the poor and hard-working people? Never. Their
actions belie their lying words. In spite of all that it is pleased to
affirm, the dominant class does not pursue another goal, in fact, than that of
enriching itself with the unpaid work of the workers of the countryside and the
city. When he can not get more out of a worker he lets him die of
hunger. What have they done to show that they want good, as they
say? They have never paid any attention to the sufferings of the
people. They have always tried to hide with mellifluous words the
appalling conditions in which millions of human beings develop their lives.
Does
the "free Paraguayan press" speak of the misery of many as the
counterpart of the wealth of a few? Well, no. These are things that
you prefer not to talk about. They prefer to cram the minds and senses of
poor Paraguayans with soap operas, gossip and whatever vulgarity exists on the
earth. This is the "civilized" bourgeois world. Decadent
world!
There
is something very rotten in the very heart of a social system that increases
its wealth without diminishing its misery, and in which crimes increase even
more rapidly than can be gathered from the manipulated statistics of the
Government Ministries.
Surely
readers have heard and read the propaganda testimonies about the growing
prosperity of Paraguay
I
have been in prison for more than 13 years in the harshest conditions that any
pressureist has ever had to endure. It would be too hateful to reproduce
the paragraphs of the reports of the National Commission for the Fight against
Torture dedicated to the conditions of Paraguayan prisons. These are like
a kind of low-pitched pandemonium. Speaking more specifically, the stables
of the ranchers seem, next to the pavilions of luxury hotels prisons. And
the treatment that the quadrupeds receive is much more "human" than
that which the prisoners receive. Many go crazy. And most become
intoxicated with what they find. Not long ago one of them assured me that
he had a vision. That the Holy Spirit made him see the future of Paraguay
They
invented a process for kidnapping me. I have never kidnapped that drunken
son of a Brazilian landlord named Arlan Fick. I could not do it. What
the government is looking for is nothing more than to keep me in
prison. The only kidnappings I could do are the rats and cockroaches in my
cell.
They
attack me. And I say: being attacked by the enemy is not a bad thing, it's
a very good thing. "For us, it is bad if a person, party, army or
school is not attacked by the enemy, because that means that it has descended
to the level of the enemy. It is good if the enemy attacks us, because
that proves that we have demarcated the fields with him. And even better
if the enemy attacks us with fury and paints us black and devoid of any virtue,
because it shows that not only have we delimited the fields with him, but we
have achieved remarkable successes in our work. " (Note VO: This quote is from
President Mao tse Tung)
They
will be able to twist the laws at will and sentence me to hundreds of years of
prison; but they can never break my will to fight.
Commander
Oviedo.
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