Author: Migrant Tales

La compañía finlandesa Botnia está construyendo una pastera de $1,2 mil millones en las orillas de del río de Uruguay en frente de la ciudad argentina de Gualeguaychú. La planta será inaugurada a principios de septiembre.

Cada país, como Uruguay, tiene ciertamente el derecho de atraer inversión extranjera para incrementar el desarrollo económico y crear más puestos de trabajo. Si fuera uruguayo, estaría furioso por el comportamiento argentino de mezclarse en los asuntos internos del país.

Tomando en cuenta que es una compañía finlandesa que está construyendo la pastera, esto asegura por lo menos que la tecnología que se usará en la planta es la más moderna. Estaría realmente preocupado si una empresa chilena, brasileña o argentina estaría construyendo la planta. Es un hecho, sin embargo, que todas las pasteras contaminan. La planta de Botnia cerca de Fray Bentos en Uruguay no es ninguna excepción.

La pastera es un buen ejemplo de cómo no manejar las relaciones públicas. Botnia mantiene que el conflicto es por causas “políticas.” Este argumento es un insulto a los argentinos quienes han logrado a través de sufrir vivir debajo gobiernos de facto a expresar su derecho inalienable de opinar.

La construcción de la pastera justo en frente de Gualeguaychú fue otro error grave de Botnia. Demuestra una falta total de consideración causado por ignorancia y prepotencia.

Si intentamos encontrar a culpables, uno de ellos sería sin duda el ex presidente Jorge Batlle de Uruguay.

Él dijo una vez, sin darse cuenta que el periodista no había apagado su grabador, que todos los argentinos son una manga de chorros.

¿La solución? Botnia, Uruguay y la Argentina deben encontrar un acuerdo sobre el conflicto. Ese acuerdo tiene que tomar en cuenta una compensación a los residentes de Gualeguaychú y a la provincia de Entre Ríos por las pérdidas económicas que impondrá la pastera.

The Finnish company Botnia is building a $1.2 billion pulp mill on the shores of the Uruguay River right across the Argentinean city of Gualeguaychú. The plant will be inaugurated in early September.

Certainly each country like Uruguay has the right to lure foreign investment and thereby boost economic growth and create more jobs. Moreover, if I were an Uruguayan, I’d be pretty pissed off at Argentina for meddling in the internal affairs of the country.

Considering that it’s a Finnish company that’s building the pulp mill assures that the technology used at the plant is the best that money can buy. I’d be truly worried if a Chilean, Brazilian or Argentinean forest company would be building the plant. It is a fact, however, that all pulp mills pollute. The Botnia plant near Fray Bentos in Uruguay is no exception.

The project is a good example of how not to handle public relations. The company cites “politics” as the main reason for the row. This is an insult to the Argentineans taking into account how hard they have had to fight to gain their inalienable right to free speech under previous military dictatorships.

Building the plant right across Gualeguaychú was another big mistake by Botnia. It shows a total lack of consideration brought on by a mix of ignorance of the region and hubris.

If we try to find culprits, certainly former Uruguayan President Jorge Batlle is one. He once stated off the record that all Argentineans are a bunch of crooks.

The solution? Botnia, Uruguay and Argentina must find an agreement. Just compensation will have to be given to the residents of Gualeguaychú and the province of Entre Ríos for losses that the pulp mill will cause to their economic livelihood.

To all the migrants of the world.

It is now a few minutes past midnight and the night has come to a near-standstill. So many things to do in such a short time! However, whenever evening screeches to a near-halt, I have discovered it to be the best time to peer into the future.

How many times I’ve visited the future, which is only a place where feelings like longing, optimism, hope, ideals and love reside.

Since the future is made up of such sentiments, it sometimes offers us a bit of wisdom in return if you know how the balance the past with the future. It’s like visiting a museum. Instead of admiring painting and sculptures, you check out how your sentiments are doing.

On one of my visits to the future, I met a kind child on a bicycle, who offered to transport me atop a high hill. It was clear from the landscape, and the way people walked away from you, that this was Suburbia in its purest form.

The ride to the top of the hill didn’t take long, say only five winks of an eye and a child’s warm smile. There were others — migrants of all sorts and types — watching the magnificent scenery below.

“What a beautiful view!” one says, watching how lights open up before him like an enormous runway.

“Yes, it does look beautiful,” I reply. “It looks like an enormous airport that stretches from Alaska to the southern tip of Argentina, with thousands of airplanes busily landing and taking off .”

“Where are so many planes coming from and leaving to?” another one asks.

“Those winged contraptions are coming and going to the future transporting longing, hope and ideals.”

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Hay varias opiniones a favor y en contra de la pastera que costará 1,2 mil millones y que están construyendo en la orilla del río Uruguay en frente de la ciudad argentina de Gualeguaychú.

Ninguna otra planta como ésta, que fue construida por la compañía finlandesa Botnia y será puesta en marcha en estos días, ha dañado tanto las relaciones entre la Argentina y Uruguay. Las relaciones entre Finlandia y la Argentina han sufrido consecuentemente también.

Una fuente cercano al proyecto me contó hace poco que muchos problemas se hubieran evitado si la planta hubiera sido construida más al norte de Gualeguaychú.

La ciudad argentina afectada por la pastera vive del turismo y es bastante visible de la playa del lado argentino.

Si la planta contaminará mucho o poco al río Uruguay es una cosa. Seguramente los finlandeses, que tienen uno de las tecnologías más avanzadas en este ramo, pueden construir una pastera que contamine lo menos posible.

Aunque Botnia tiene la mejor tecnología para este tipo de planta, la empresa ha fracasado miserablemente en asegurar a los argentinos que viven al otro lado del río Uruguay que la planta no causará daños al medio ambiente.

Un cartel de estacionamiento en frente de la embajada de Finlandia en Buenos Aires lleno de carteles protestando la construcción de la pastera. Unos de los carteles lee “Botnia mata.”

(Foto por Enrique Tessieri)

If you want to know where one of the places Argentineans are from, visit the Immigrant Hotel Museum. Here’s a picture of some of the baggages and belongings immigrants brought from Europe to Argentinean shores. In the 1914 census, 2.391 million people, or 30.3% of the total population of 7.885 million, were foreigners. In Buenos Aires the native-to-foreign-born ratio stood at 49.4%.

The faces of hope and anticipation.The Immigrant Hotel housed many new immigrants. Some 3.7 million were registered inside these halls during 1882-1927. Most of the foreigners from Europe that lived in Argentina in 1914 were from Italy (942,000), Spain (841,000), Germany (95,000), France (81,000) and Austria (39,000). I have investigated for the past thirty years Finnish immigration to Argentina.

No bird soars too high if he soars with his own wings.
William Blake (1757-1827)

Of all the seasons that pass over the Nordic region, possibly fall is the most magical. But what makes it stand out from the rest?

Is it the pitch-darkness? Is it the vast universe above and its peppered celestial inhabitants that appear to gaze down upon us longer than usual? Yet again, could it be the sound of rustling leaves and rapid breezes that holds on for a moment to trees before losing steam?

I was certain on a late-Saturday afternoon two years ago that I’d finally succeed at finding where happiness lived.

Deep in the woods, I noticed a lone bird resting on a branch. Poor bird – I thought – it must have escaped from a farmhouse because toucans only live in the tropics.

“If you move fast and long enough you’ll be in different lands,” the bird said to my surprise in half-toucan, half- human. “In a way I envy stones because they know where their home is. They don’t move.”

“Don’t look surprised,” it continues. “There are other creatures from distant lands that inhabit these forests. Aren’t you from faraway as well?”

I followed the black bird with the brightly colored bill deeper in the woods.

The scenery looked familiar but then it started to change. A pine tree I passed had its cones pointing towards the sky and there was a spring that had the following sign: “Drink here and quench your thirst for dreams.”

There was also a modest shack that looked like a country store but only sold by the pound hugs, kisses and warm caresses.

A woman soon appeared before me just when I noticed the bird had vanished. She was blessed with so much beauty that it would take thousands of rainbows arched simultaneously in the sky to match her loveliness. I looked straight in her captivating eyes, which are like breathtaking views from space to Earth.

“So what brings you here?” she asks without malice.

“I’m searching for happiness. Can you help me find it?”

Silence and then an answer that twirls to the soft moist ground as an autumn leaf that parted from a branch.

“It’s useless for you to soar high enough by yourself… But with the help of the autumn woods we’ll show you that contentedness is right here and now.”

There are many arguments for and against a $1.2 billion pulp mill being built on the shores of the Uruguay River right across the Argentinean city of Gualeguaychú.

The plant, which is being build by the Finnish company Botnia and will become operational at the end of August or early September, has done more damage to relations between Argentina and Uruguay than any other investment ever.

Relations between Finland and Argentina have suffered as a result as well.

One source close to the project told me that by building the pulp mill higher up river would have solved a lot of problems. Gualeguaychú lives off tourism and the mill is pretty visible from the beach on the Argentinean side.

How much or little the plant will pollute the Uruguay River is one issue. Certainly the Finns, which have some of the best pulp technology in the world, can build a modern plant and pollute as little as possible.

Even if Botnia has the technology they have failed miserably in assuring Argentineans on the other side of the river that the plant won’t cause them any harm.

Here’s a parking sign in front of the Finnish embassy in Buenos Aires with stickers protesting the construction of the pulp mill. One of the stickers reads “Botnia kills.”

(Photo by Enrique Tessieri)

After four weeks on the road I’m back to where I started the journey to Argentina. Believe it or not, the flight from Buenos Aires, which includes brief stopovers at São Paulo and Frankurt, took about 48 hours to make it to the doorsteps of my home in Finland!

The odyssey started Saturday at 4:30am, when I left with my son for Ezeiza Airport in Buenos Aires. After a brief stay on the line to the Varig Airlines checkin counter, I’m informed that the plane won’t be flying to Argentina from Rio de Janeiro. About eight hours later, we’re put on another flight at 4:45PM to São Paulo.

Since I missed the flight to Rio at 7AM, we lost the flight Sunday from Frankfurt to Finland. I’m assured, however, by Varig staff at Buenos Aires that their Frankfurt office will take care of the matter when we arrive in Germany.

Wishful thinking! I was told that I must buy a new ticket (466 euros!) and Varig washed their hands of the matter.

I’ve sent three emails to Varig since Monday and haven’t received any reply.

I’ve got a good lawyer and the consumer ombudsman to help me resolve the matter. All hell is going to break loose but in the meantime avoid Varig Airlines like the plague.

Time flies and all good things come to an end in Argentina as well. But the ending this country had after it was ruled by the last military regime (1976-83), the presidency of Raúl Alfonsín (1983-89), which ended with hyperinflation, and another character Carlos Menem (1989-1999) leaves a lot to be desired.

Menem privatized almost everything that was state-owned. His economic policy didn’t open up a new era of greatness for the country. On the contrary, his policies impoverished Argentina and forced coruption to rocket due to the sale of state-owned companies.

In Buenos Aires, as elsewhere, defeat is alive and kicking today. Some of my countrymen have been so humbled by events in the past thirty years that they have lost the ability to care for their countrymen.

In a country that exports beef, grains and other agricultural products isn’t it a shame that some Argentines die of malnutrition?

An Argentinean friend who had lived through the country’s most difficult periods asked me if I saw a change in the Argentineans since I last visited the country 10 years ago.

I told her that the poverty that has descended on Argentina is like an ogre that has robbed the people of its innocence. People are nice to you as long as your strong or have money. Without those two things you aren’t worth anything in these parts.