Salvador

De: Joan Didion

Narrado por: Eileen Stevens

Duración: 2 h y 55 m

Resumen del Editor

"Terror is the given of the place."

The place is El Salvador in 1982, at the ghastly height of its civil war. The writer is Joan Didion, who delivers an anatomy of that country's particular brand of terror - its mechanisms, rationales, and intimate relation to United States foreign policy.

As ash travels from battlefields to body dumps, interviews a puppet president, and considers the distinctly Salvadoran grammar of the verb "to disappear," Didion gives us a book that is germane to any country in which bloodshed has become a standard tool of politics.

©1983 Joan Didion (P)2013 Audible, Inc.

No nonsense account

No nonsense account of an interesting time period and fascinating region. short easy listening experience.

Timely in 2019

The roots of present day violence in El Salvador are here narrated and described through Didion's experiences. I visited El Salvador in June 1992, six months after the peace accords were signed. The country is still in disarray.

Didion writes like an orthopedic surgeon cuts

In 1983, when Salvador was first published, I was nine. I remember those years as being ones where I heard about people disappeared, death squads, kidnappings, priests killed, nuns raped. Who left me in front of the television? It was the second major international crisis that became part of my childhood dreams. I remember 3-5 years earlier, being freaked out by the Iran hostage crisis. I was aware of angry protesters, machine guns, blindfolds, the Ayatollah Khomeini's rants and a huge dark hole of uncertainty.

While the Iranian hostage crisis shares very little DIRECTLY with the civil war in El Salvador -- excepting the disgusting way people treat each other, the screwed up way that America dealt with both Central America (El Salvador & Nicaragua) and Iran, and the lies we tell ourselves to pretend things are getting better -- these two countries did exist in my childhood nightmares. The FMLN death squads and Tehran's angry students swirled together in my dreams. Thirty years later, as an adult, the boogie men of my childhood were recreated as I read Salvador. Didion writes like an orthopedic surgeon cuts: straight, deep, confidently and TO the bone. This book scared the shit out of me. It made me sad. It made me want the comfort of my mom. Tonight, I'm sleeping with the lights on.

Must read for first generation Salvadoran Americans

My mother fled this war torn country and recalls events of her childhood randomly. She’s mentioned the earthquake and the gun shots in the middle of the night. How she had to get her siblings to hide under mattresses or behind furniture for hours. My family still mentions the curfews, gorilla groups and massacres in passing. I have family that was murdered in cruel ways that rarely get mentioned because of the pain it brings to recount those horrors. I try not to press to much as this was a traumatic experience for my family. But this book really provides factual nuggets of information I will continue to research on my own. I feel it’s important to understand my family’s past as a reminder of their heroic attempts to leave everything they knew for a better future.