NO REST FOR THE AWAKE - MINAGAHET CHAMORRO

This month I reread Island in Agony by Tony Palomo. I have actually read it many times, but decided to take a look at it again as I was writing my weekly columns for the Pacific Daily News about World War II in Guam, and that book had been my first, comprehensive and in-depth look at it when I was a graduate student. In contrast to books by Don Farrell or Robert Rogers which also cover to varying extends the Japanese occupation of Guam, Island in Agony, feels very Chamoru and is in most ways written for Chamorus. When you read the book, you can see Tony Palomo's voice clearly trying to sound like an average American newspaperman. But in how he frames the story and what he chooses to include, you can tell he is trying to write something that will tell the Chamoru side of the story, that will stand as a testament to the Chamoru experience. Most chronicles of the war focus, as you might expect on the militaries involved. The great titans that clash over Guam. Not much attention is

--> Another Liberation Day has come and gone, and with each passing year, more and more questions emerge about the meaning of this important event and our relationship to it. More people seem willing to question whether or not the US return to Guam in 1944 was a liberation, but for each person who earnestly asks that question, there is usually another who raises their voice in indignant defense of the liberation, demanding that it not be questioned. For them it is a sacred event for our elders and should require our patriotism and gratitude and nothing more. One of the misconceptions that people have in life, is the notion that something sacred should not be questioned or analyzed. I would propose instead that something sacred holds such depth and power, that its meaning can sustain questioning or scrutiny. If people shout down those who have earnest questions about Liberation Day in the name of it being sacred, more likely they are scared of how the concept will fal

I took this picture of the Hong Kong skyline while atop Victoria Peak, while I was there last week.  Being in Hong Kong I was reminded of Carlton Skinner, who was the first civilian governor of Guam during the time of the passage of the Organic Act.  Skinner is an interesting figure in Guam history, someone who was of critical importance, but who has received little to no attention from the island (save for a plaza that was named for him, that was demolished to make way for the Guam Museum).  He had been a progressive person for his time, helping to racially integrate units for the US Navy during World War II.  He sometimes joked that he must have gotten the job as Governor of Guam because it was an island filled with brown people and he had captained ships fill with black people.  He is known for helping set up the local government, but also facilitating the legalization of the illegal land-takings by the US mili tary during the immediate postwar years.    While se

To the question of whether or not Hawai'i is an occupied nation, the answer is simple, hunggan, sen hunggan, gof annok yan ti puniyon. But this is an important reminder of how the truth does not out, how what can be proven, what can be shown to clearly provide an understanding of the contours of reality does nothing on its own. You can show people things, communicate them to them, show them the structure of violence that leads to displacement, suppression, but for their own lazy and selfish reasons, because of the way their own privilege, their own pleasure may be tied to the denial of that truth, they will resist it. They will pretend it means nothing, they will drape the islands in as many American flags as possible, as many bases as possible, as many Wal-Marts as possible in order to cover that truth up, to blot it out, the make is go away, to try to banish it. ****************** Aloha to the US: Is Hawai'i an occupied nation? By Taylor Kate Brown   BBC New

Liberation Day is here again. I'm not on island for it and so in most ways I am insulated from it. Facebook is one of the main ways that I'm experiencing it this year. My dash is inundated with images from the parade, pictures of manamko', food, flags, uniformed troops and village floats. There are also quite a few posts weighing on the issue of Liberation Day itself, contending with the political meanings involved. Some people referred to it as reoccupation day or dependence day. They called into question, quite rightly, whether it is right to call this day a real liberation. Others pushed back against these critiques, some of them whining about the comfortable generations of today not appreciating the sacrifices of the past. They argued that if the generation of war survivors doesn't question the liberation aspects of the day, who gives us the right to? So much of this discourse relies on the idea that the older generation never complained and always endured, but it

The issue of Tiyan has been constant my entire conscious life, but has shifted so much over time. When I was younger it was a base one that I remember visiting several times. As I got older it became an issue of protest, the site of the most infamous protest act in modern times, the jumping of the fence by Angel Santos and others and their subsequent arrest where he spat on an officer. When I returned to Guam after living in the states for several years Tiyan had been returned to the Government of Guam and everything about it was different now. Before I left Tiyan was thought of as a beautiful place, that had the military "betde na cha'guan" luster that brightens the eyes of so many locals. Once it had been returned it began to symbolize something else, decay and incompetence of the Government of Guam. I found it interesting that the toxic chemicals in the area were put there by the US military, but people seemed to ascribe its disgusting qualities instead to the local

For many years I dreamed of Pagat. Para meggai na anos manguiguife yu' put iya Pagat. But last week I dreamt about Litekyan. Lao gi i ma'pos na simana manguife yu' put iya Litekyan. These two places are very important and you could say they are sacred to Chamorros. Este na dos na lugat siha gof impottante ya sina un alok sagradu para i Chamorro siha. But their stories are complicated. Lao i estoria gof kumplikao yan matahlek. The majority of people on Guam believe that Pagat is an important place that must be protected. I meggaina na taotao giya Guahan, ma hohongge na gaibali iya Pagat ya debi di u ma prutehi. But for a very long time, that was not what our people felt.  Lao para un sen apmam na tiempo ti taiguihi i hinasson i taotao-ta. For a while they forgot put its sacredness, and when the military first tried to take it, they almost let it go. Manmaleffanaihon put i sinagradu, ya anai fine'nina i militat ha keganye', kana' ma sot

Read the article below about the case of James Leon Guerrero, notorious on Guam for robbing the Bank of Guam. The Federal Government was planning on seeking the death penalty for him and another Chamorro for their role in killing a prison guard. The article recounts how the death penalty has been dropped due to a Federal judge ruling that Leon Guerrero has a history of untreated mental illness. And so while Leon Guerrero will remain in prison for the rest of his life, he is no longer in danger of ending up on death row. For the past few years I have been meeting with Leon Guerrero's defense team to discuss with them aspects of Chamorro history that may be relevant to the case. Through these meetings I learned about mitigation, and the exhaustive amount of research that should take place prior to trying someone in a capital case. I have spoken to them about the impact of World War II on Chamorros and the trauma that gets carried into postwar generations in both visible and invisib

Lately I have been so busy that I don't have as much time as I would like to write up my thoughts on this blog. I spent an entire week in Taiwan and did not write a single post. I was too busy with meetings and traveling and found that by the time I would return to my room, I would immediately collapse onto my bed without typing a single word. The month of July is one of the strangest for Guam. It is the month where the most talking about remembering takes place, but the commemoration is naturally very selective and very uninformative about Guam's history or contemporary state. I was trying to write up my thoughts before Liberation Day, but life intervened and so I'm not finished yet. I was at least happy to see that the Liberation Day coverage was not uniformly taihinasso. The usual stories were trotted out and the usual narratives were stuck onto poles and waved about for everything to salute. But amidst it all an unexpected article from Japan emerged t

My car was broken into over the weekend and my laptop (and the car stereo) were stolen. My laptop was like a literal part of me, with my thoughts, works and photos of more than 12 years there. I have an external hard-drive, but its not working and so I had to take it in to get it fixed. Even if they fix it though I still won't have anything that didn't email to myself over the past year, since that's the last time I backed up my hard drive. But if they can at least give me that I'll feel much better. I feel so incredibly stupid about this because I accidentally took it with me when I took my class hiking. I had meant to drop it home, but in the rush of trying to prepare for the hike I had left it in the car. When I realized what I had done, I hid the laptop in the back of the car, so no one looking in could see it. Unfortunately for me, the thieves who stole it got lucky. They broke the window to my car to get the stereo and while searching around, stumbled upon the