BENCHWARMER
Ramon Dacawi
The kindness
of expatriate Cordillerans, specifically couple Conrad and Pilar (nee Manno)
Marzan, brought me to Alcatraz in the autumn of 2008. As we passed the cells of
the island penitentiary, we were guided by radios attached to our ears telling
us where some if its famous occupants were locked up.
What I wanted to hear then but didn’t was about the 19 men of the Hopi
Nation who were rounded up in November, 1894. They, too, were imprisoned for
almost a year at Alcatraz that is now one of San Francisco’s top tourism
come-ons. I put off the radio, haunted by the mass arrest and
imprisonment, the image of which occupied my mind on the boat back to the
mainland. The image haunts now and then, reason for this revisit.
The Hopi men were described as “murderous-looking” and misidentified as
Apaches in a story by the San Francisco Call. Their crime: resistance to
cultural imposition, subjugation and domination. They had refused to send their
children to boarding schools under a government program to “Americanize” them
and, in the process, wipe out their own culture.
The 19 men were released in September, 1895. Just before their womenfolk
and children would have to spend another harsh and cold winter without their
menfolk.
In 1995, historian Wendy Holiday of the Hopi Cultural Preservation
Office wrote a story on the Hopi prisoners. She asked readers who had stories
about them to contact her and help document this event in Hopi history – from
the American Indian perspective.
That indigenous view surfaced in autumn of 1969, six years after the
penitentiary was closed. Thousands of Indians and non-Indians landed on
Alcatraz to reclaim it as Indian land. They invoked “discovery”, in the
same token that European colonizers earlier invoked the self-serving principle
of “terra nullius” in claiming Aboriginal and indigenous lands.
They occupied The Rock for almost a year and a half. The occupation
proved a powerful rallying point to demand respect for indigenous peoples and
their human rights. Ben Winton, writing for Native People’s Magazine in 1999,
noted that “despite its chaos and factionalism, the event resulted in major
benefits for American Indians.”
He quoted historian and law professor Vine Deloria Jr. of the University
of Colorado: “Alcatraz was a big enough symbol that for the first time this
century Indians were taken seriously.” And John Trudell, a Santee Sioux:
“Alcatraz put me back into my community and helped me remember who I am. It was
a rekindling of the spirit. Alcatraz made it easier for us to remember who we
are.”
Tourists now line up daily at San Francisco’s Pier 39 for the boat to
take them to The Rock. They are issued audio gadgets that serve as their guide
to the now empty, silent cells of the more famous, or infamous convicts who did
time there – Al Capone, Robert Stroud (Birdman of Alcatraz), George “Machine
Gun” Kelly.
I punched the audio guide on , but my mind was off the names it
featured. What struck my Igorot brain and eye were the sepia photos of the 19
Hopi prisoners. In deep autumn, they were taken away from their wives, children
and families who had to survive the coming winter without them. On the
return boat back to the mainland, I struck some pesky flies from what appeared
to be a swarm. Six that didn’t escape Alcatraz, I said to fellow
passengers also trying to ward off those landing on their faces.
At Alcatraz, I searched for the names of the 19 Hopi men. I later
found them in Holiday’s article posted on the Hopi website: Aqawsi, Heevi’yma,
Kuywisa, Lomahongiwma, Lomayawma, Lomayestiwa, Masaatiwa, Nasingayniwa,
Patupha, Piphongva, Polingyawma, Qosventiwa, Qotsyawma, Sikyaheptiwa,
Talangayniwa, Talasyawma, Tawaletstiwa, Tuvehoyiwma, Yukiwma.
My mind turned to Australia’s Aborigines, about whom I learned from Bob
Randall, Deborah Bird Rose and Rebecca Hossack, my teachers a year back at
Schumacher College in the Devon countryside of England.
Randall belonged to the “Lost Generations” of Aboriginal children
who were taken away from their parents and brought to special schools to
be to educated in the ways of their European colonizers. Randall, a traditional
co-owner of the giant Uluru Rock that is sacred to his people, never saw
his mother again after he was plucked from her arms.
He spoke without bitterness - and with gentle, irrepressible humor. He
called for a healing together. It’s the message of an award winning
documentary film of which he is the narrator. Directed by Melanie Hogan, a
white Australian, it’s entitled “Kanyini”, which means interconnectedness.
“The purpose of life is to be part of all that there is,” Bob said. “Our
parents said we are connected to everything else, and the proof is being alive.
You’re one with everything there is.”
Rose, a respected American-Australian anthropologist, noted how the
European colonizers applied their self-serving concept of terra nullius in
claiming lands Down Under. “The idea that the land was untransformed led
directly to the idea that land was un-owned,” she noted. “Locke’s famous
statement on property could have been written precisely to justify the
dispossession of indigenous peoples in the European settlement of Australia.”
Contrary to the colonizers’ view that the Aborigines were simply
hunter-gatherers or parasites who depended on food naturally produced by the
land, Rose asserted they did have land management systems, using fire as a
tool..
Hossack, an expert in Aboriginal art based in London, opened up on the
problems of drug and alcohol abuse, poverty, gambling and feeling of
aimlessness among Aborigines as a result of colonization that uprooted them
from their cultural roots. She spoke of Albert Namatjira, perhaps the greatest
and most famous Aboriginal painters. The quality of his art made him the first
among his people to be granted Australian citizenship under the laws of the
colonizer.
Citizenship meant the right to acquire land and property – and to buy
goods, including alcohol. True to his tribal culture and upbringing, Namatjira
shared what he had. In so doing, he was charged and found guilty of
passing on alcohol to a fellow Aborigine. He was sentenced to six years
imprisonment, but was released after two months. Incarceration for acting in
accordance with the dictates of his culture made him a despondent and broken
man.
Namatjira’s fate brings one to that of Cayat. He was an Igorot( probably
a Kalanguya,) during the American colonial period here. The Baguio court then
convicted the guy for possession of a bottle of commercial gin. I
remember his young Igorot lawyer, the late Sinai Hamada who went up to the
Supreme Court to contest the constitutionality of the law that banned Igorots
from having in their possession or consuming intoxicants, except the “tapuy”
they customarily produced.
Two years after Cayat’s final conviction, the law, premised on the
assumption that tribals couldn’t hold their drink, was rescinded. The laws that
governed the native American the American colonizers applied to the tribal
Filipinos such as the Igorots. To make up for the injustices, American laws
gave the Indians the right to open and operate casinos in their reservations.
Expat Cordilleran Joel Aliping and I rue why that rectifying privilege
that made the native American or First Nation members financially
stable was not passed on to the Igorots. Instead, some “kailians”, among them
pocket miners of Itogonand vegetable farmers of Buguias now and then squander
a small fortune at Thunderbird down there in San Fernando, La Union or in
other casinos in Angeles and in Metro-Manila. (e-mail: mondaxbench@yahoo.com for comments.)
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