She fears for her life. She deserted the National Guard and now, she’s desperate to keep running. This conversation with her in the Colombian border is a sample of the state of mind within the Venezuelan Armed Forces: disappointment, economic strain, and distrust among the ranks.
At Plaza Venezuela, the most crowded station in the Caracas Metro, three Metro lines and the people who come from an interurban train converge where all basic services are failing and a suffering mass tries to survive an everyday commute that looks like a nightmare.
People across the world are fighting on Twitter with exasperated Venezuelans, but with some narrow right vs left categories that simply don’t work here. This brief summary of the Venezuelan mindset explains why.
Venezuela’s collapse has forced the fragmentation of thousands of families, some of which are monoparental. When adults migrate without their kids, a whole array of abandon, mistreatment and tragedy appears.
On February 27th, 1989, a protest around an increase in bus fares evolved into four days of looting and massive repression. Back then, a new economic model failed at the beginning of its implementation, and the violence arrived to stay.
After the interview was interrupted by the dictator, the most famous Latino news anchor in the world and his crew were detained for hours, his equipment taken and then ordered to leave the country.
Imagine that many kids are so sick with tropical diseases in private academies in Miami or Toronto that they lose months of lessons. Imagine that public schools in Brooklyn or downtown Montreal are workin
I've been in many demonstrations through these years of violence in Venezuela. But what I saw on February 23rd, at the border with Colombia, was different: an entire society fighting with the desperation of those who have nothing else to lose.
While the push for getting the aid into the country faced military and paramilitary violence in three of our borders, at former chavista strongholds people demand a change, now. This is the second entry of Camille’s motorcycle diaries, a series of dispatches on mototaxi from Caracas.
The battle for humanitarian aid at the Venezuela-Colombia border affected people on both sides, physically and spiritually. Anger, frustration, chaos and a glimmer of hope, this is what we saw from the field.
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