Now, if you’re part of my close friends you’re aware that I was leaving the country and heading back to ‘me home country’ of COLOMBIA. Or we can simply be Facebook friends, either one. This is an intensive family trip of three weeks, starting July 16th to the 5th of August. Should be excited, though towards the end I might be one family member short…
Today, I’m sitting in the Panama City Airport, in well, Panama. We arrived last night at 9pm EST. We were greeted by one of my Dad’s old high school friend. He took us around the city, to just kind of sight! We were able to make out the MASSIVE freight ships waiting in line to pass through the world’s famous, and vital, canal.
During my stay here, I learned something many Americans might not even have a clue about. For instance, it was the Americans that built the Panama Canal, but not only that, the USA held control over the use and financial benefits of the canal for over 100 years! Now, I knew that, since I am of the few middle-schoolers that enjoyed World Geography. Yet, that’s not what I ‘learned’ last night. The Panamanian citizens have a down right hate towards Americans, which I did not know.
Back in 1900’s when the US saw the need for a canal that united the Atlantic with the Pacific, and the construction for the largest man made structure was decided, Panama was invaded. The US sent their armed forces to control the construction sites, to build their naval bases and to even ensure the safety of their workers (granted for good reason, since Panama had a history of violence). The engineers, the workers as well as ships, merchants, construction sites and much more began to filter through into Panama as if it was simply a crossroad, and nothing more. The US decided to make their naval base, their construction site and anything that had to do with the canal a “US Citizen only” site. That’s where the problem originates. The US was forcing the Panamanians out of their own lands! We decided that they were to not be in our naval beaches, granted some of the most beautiful ones, that they couldn’t enter some of the downtown areas in Panama City, the capital, due to private matters with the canal. This sounds awfully lot like segregation. It was. The US forbid Panamanian’s from riding in the same buses as the ‘white folk’. It was downright segregation, and not even in our own country. It was as if Panama had become our own little territory. Panama wasn’t okay with this, so they revolted. They began demonstrations, they forced for a treaty of the power transfer to occur and Panama now is the sole owner of the Panama Canal. It is all better now, or is it?
Speaking to some of the locals, they don’t all see it that way. Now, it is true- the Americans fucked up by attempting to segregate the Panamanian’s out of their own lands, even if they were US built infrastructure. The US occupied about 2/3 of the modernized sites of the city. However, we did some good deed. The roads, bridges, airport, eradication of epidemics, healthcare and education were all brought here from the US. The US made itself responsible for ensuring that if a bridge collapsed, a new one was underway. That if a school needed more supplies, they came in freight. If vaccines were needed in the hospital, soldiers themselves delivered and administered them. Nothing in this world is free, and the US makes sure of that. While America had control of the Panama Canal for 100 years, those 100 years Panama was at its strongest. Its economy was booming, its population was growing and the development of the country grew over the roof. The US might have fucked up with segregation, however, the Panamanian’s need to remember that the roads they’re driving today, the beaches they visit to this day, and the economy that fuels their country was built by no other than Uncle Sam.
Thanks to a ‘simple’ infrastructure, it not only changed the way a country moves and operates, but it also changed the world. So while Panama might have a right to hold a grudge against the US, there is a need for reconciliation between the two. If one apologizes, while the other realizes, I’m sure a great friendship between nations could be strengthen. That is all.
Now, onto the beautiful Colombian Island of San Andres, I’ll see if I can keep ya’ll updated. Till then, Adios.