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vi FOREWARD
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x PREFACE
colleague and has been so helpful in putting me in contact with the right
people, and from whom I learned a great deal not only about mining and
Peruvian politics, but also about what academia ideally should be about –
a desire to constantly learn and to generously share your knowledge with
others.
I would also like to thank my dear friend Theresa Squatrito with whom
I shared my delights as well as challenges in writing this book. Another
great friend and colleague has been Livia Johannesson, who has been a real
role model in showing how to combine hard work with joy in academia.
I would also like to thank my friends and colleagues at the Department
of Political Science at Stockholm University and the Institute of Latin
American Studies. A special thank you to those who read my text and pro-
vided useful comments throughout: Henrik Berglund, Elin Bjarnegård,
Todd Eisenstadt, Elin Hafsteinsdottir, Rickard Lalander, Magnus Lembke,
Michele Micheletti, Matilde Millares, Ulrika Mörth, Helena Skagerlind,
Sidney Tarrow, Sofie Tornhill, Andres Rivarola, and Fredrik Uggla. A spe-
cial thank you to Ken Roberts who has been more than generous with tak-
ing his time discussing different drafts and for trying to put me in contact
with different persons.
I would also like to express my gratitude to my colleagues and gen-
erous friends in the Extractive Justice project: María Beatriz Eguiguren
R., Arturo Escobar, María A. Guzmán-Gallegos, Esben Leifsen, John-
Andrew McNeish, Luis Sanchez Vasquez, Almut Schilling-Vacaflor,
Viviane Weitzner, Marilyn Machado, and Miguel Vargas. Over the years,
our stimulating discussions about participatory governance in the mining
industry have provided me with invaluable insight and excellent feedback
on my work.
Thanks, too, go to Deborah Candy for her excellent work with proof-
reading the manuscript.
On a personal note, I am immensely grateful to my father who, in so
many ways, enabled me to write this book. First, by encouraging me to
dream of doing something different and for being supportive to me in all
my endeavors. But most of all I am grateful that he joined me on a seven-
week field trip to homeschool my two children. I know that life in the
little Andean city was not always easy—with language barriers and arduous
travel conditions—but without my father’s help, the fieldwork and disser-
tation would never have been possible.
My deepest gratitude goes to my two children—Cesar and Leonel—
whose childhoods have been profoundly affected by this project. I am very
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thankful for their tolerance and flexibility; they have enabled me to finish
this project by helping me keep my two feet firmly on the ground and
focus on what is most important in life. During the course of this project,
my sons have grown into wonderful, intelligent young people. Also thank
you to my daughter Simone who was born just a week after the submission
of this manuscript. Thank you for letting me finish the book and for being
a constant source of joy. Finally, I am truly grateful for Rogier’s uncondi-
tional love and support; his ability to approach each situation and day with
a smile on his face makes it all worthwhile.
Contents
1 Introduction 1
7 Conclusion 193
Index 227
xiii
Abbreviations
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xvi Abbreviations
Introduction
Civil society has gone through profound changes at the same time as
traditional class-based organizations and parties have become weakened
and partly replaced by new, less-centralized forms of associations, commu-
6 1 INTRODUCTION
sized are the poor quality of state mediation as well as the weakness of
peasant organizations at the national level. Still, the results of this study
should not be considered as pertaining only to the Peruvian mining sec-
tor. Rather, they are illustrative of global political and economic processes
that have affected the scope for community organizations to mobilize and
influence policy-making processes. This study could, therefore, contribute
to our understanding of power dynamics between local communities and
extractive corporations in areas where state institutions are relatively weak.
and deep insights into how different groups perceived and acted strategi-
cally in those processes. Interviews provided information on the way that
peasant communities define their interests, are organized, and frame their
demands. Interviews were also used to determine factual actions and/or
events. My quest was to interview representatives from community orga-
nizations, corporations, and state institutions in both cases. In the Rio
Blanco case, I conducted interviews with 16 representatives from peasant
communities, 8 representatives of state institutions, and 3 representatives
from NGOs involved in the conflict. It was unfortunately not possible to
interview representatives of the corporation.15 In the Bambas project, I
obtained more complete interview material that covered both parts: cor-
porate representatives and groups in favor of, and against, the project.
In this case, I conducted interviews with 26 representatives from peas-
ant communities, 11 representatives of the corporation, 8 representatives
of state institutions, 6 representatives of NGOs, and 3 inhabitants from
the locality. In addition, I conducted 15 interviews with politicians or
employees at the national level involved in the regulation of mining. As an
example, I interviewed the former Vice Minister of Interculturality, one
of the Vice Ministers of Environment, the Vice President of Peru, and the
government advisor on social conflicts.
In each case, I reviewed the formal documents—Environmental
Assessment Report, Línea de Base Social—that all mining corporations
must present to MEM. These are comprehensive reports that in detailed,
highly technical language provide information on technological aspects
and environmental and social impacts. These documents provide infor-
mation on how the corporation defines which groups are affected by
the project and what strategies will be used in negotiating with affected
groups. However, strategies are often described in broad, general terms:
no concrete commitments are made in relation to specific groups.
The Ombudsman provided important information to this study. As
social conflicts have increased, the Ombudsman has played an important
role in both monitoring and mediating social conflicts. I had access both
to the Ombudsman’s monthly reports and internal archives on social
conflicts. Regarding the Rio Blanco case, I obtained access to around
500 documents and, for the Bambas case, around 100 documents. The
material is mixed and contains descriptions and analysis of conflicts, gov-
ernment decisions, agreements, meeting protocols, and public declara-
tions—of peasant organizations and state institutions—as well as media
articles. Newspaper articles were also used in the Rio Blanco case for cross-
THE ORGANIZATION OF THE STUDY 25
checking the statements made by the actors and reported in media against
actions taken by the actors in different phases of the conflict. These arti-
cles offered information on how the government and other public institu-
tions intervened in the conflict and how they justified those interventions.
Finally, the written primary sources were complemented by secondary
literature. I have also deepened my knowledge of the Peruvian context
and the mining conflicts by regularly reading two of the leading newspa-
pers in Peru—El Comercio and La República.
Notes
1. While other authors have made similar claims (see e.g. Bebbington et al.
2008), this book provides for a comprehensive empirical analysis of the
patterns and consequences of different power dynamics.
2. Mining represents the majority of foreign investments and contributes 20
percent of the taxes in Peru (http://elcomercio.pe/economia/peru/que-
tan-importante-mineria-peru-noticia-1818701, accessed 7 October,
2016).
3. I have borrowed these concepts from Moisés Arce (2014: 50). See also
Ballard and Banks 2003: 298–299.
4. Hilgers (2011: 568), for instance, suggests that “in addition to being an
exchange in which individuals maximize their interests, clientelism involves
longevity, diffuseness, face-to-face contact, and inequality. That is, it is a
lasting personal relationship between individuals of unequal sociopolitical
status.”
5. I have borrowed this definition from Mena and Palazzo (2012: 528).
While the definition originally refers to global governance processes, it
could also be applied to multi-stakeholder initiatives at the subnational
level.
6. It should be noted that Gunningham et al. do not refer to mining corpora-
tions specifically.
7. Even though oil has been extracted from Peru’s north coast since before
World War II.
8. http://www.cultura.gob.pe/es/comunicacion/noticia/ministerio-de-
cultura-publica-informacion-sobre-pueblos-q uechuas-e n-base-de,
accessed October 15, 2015.
9. http://www.indexmundi.com/minerals/?product=lead&graph=product
ion, accessed October 15, 2015.
10. Socio-environmentalist conflicts have increased from 2 in 2004 to 133 in
2014 (Ombudsman 2004 and 2014).
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CHAPTER XXV
A DIFFERENCE OF OPINION
There was not much she could do for him except bathe again his
face and hands. He asked for a drink, and Betty propped him up with
her arm while she held the tin cup to his lips. Exhausted by the effort,
he sank back to the pillow and panted. All the supple strength of his
splendid youth had been drained from him. The muscles were lax,
the movements of the body feeble.
Sunken eyes stared at her without recognition. “Sure I’ll take your
hand, and say ‘Thank you’ too. You’re the best little scout, the best
ever.”
She took the offered hand and pressed it gently. “Yes, but now you
must rest. You’ve been sick.”
“A Boche got me.” His wandering subconscious thoughts flowed into
other memories. “Zero hour, boys. Over the top and give ’em hell.”
Then, without any apparent break from one theme to another, his
thick voice fell to a cunning whisper. “There’s a joint on South Clark
Street where I can get it.”
Into his disjointed mutterings her name came at times, spoken
always with a respect that was almost reverence. And perhaps a
moment later his voice would ring out clear and crisp in directions to
the men working under him. Subjects merged into each other
inconsequently—long-forgotten episodes of school days, college
larks, murmured endearments to the mother who had died many
years since. Listening to him, Betty knew that she was hearing
revelations of a soul masculine but essentially clean.
A sound startled her, the click of the latch. She turned her head
swiftly as the door opened. Fear drenched her heart. The man on the
threshold was Prowers. He had come out of a strong white light and
at first could see nothing in the dark cabin.
Betty watched him as he stood there, his bleached blue eyes
blinking while they adjusted themselves to another focus.
“What do you want?” she asked sharply, the accent of alarm in her
voice.
“A woman, by jiminy by jinks!” The surprise in his squeaky voice was
pronounced. He moved forward to the bed. “Clint Reed’s girl. Where
you come from? How’d you get here?”
She had drawn back to the wall at the head of the bed in order to
keep a space between them. Her heart was racing furiously. His cold
eyes, with the knife-edge stab in them, held hers fast.
“I came in over the snow to nurse him.”
“Alone?”
“No. Mr. Merrick’s with me.”
“Where?”
“At the top of the hill. He broke a ski.”
“Where’s Don?”
“Gone to meet him. They’ll be here in a minute.”
A cunning, impish grin broke the lines of the man’s leathery face. He
remembered that he had come prepared to be surprised to hear of
Hollister’s wound. “Nurse who?” he asked suavely.
“Mr. Hollister, the engineer driving the tunnel.”
“Sick, is he?” He scarcely took the trouble to veil his rancorous
malice. It rode him, voice, manner, and mocking eye. His mouth was
a thin straight line, horribly cruel.
“Some one shot him—last night—through the window.” She knew
now that he had done it or had had it done. The sense of outrage, of
horror at his unhuman callousness, drove the fear out of her bosom.
Her eyes accused him, though her tongue made no charge.
“Shot him, by jiminy by jinks! Why, Daniels had ought to put the
fellow in the calaboose. Who did it?”
“I don’t know. Do you?” she flashed back.
His evil grin derided her. “How would I know, my dear?”
He drew up a chair and sat down. The girl did not move. Rigid and
watchful, she did not let her eye waver from him for an instant.
He nodded toward the delirious man. “Will he make it?”
“I don’t know.”
“Doc seen him yet?”
“No.”
“Glad I came. I can help nurse him.” He cut short a high cackle of
laughter to ask a question. “What’s yore gun for, dearie? You
wouldn’t throw it on poor Jake Prowers, would you?”
He was as deadly as dynamite, she thought, more treacherous than
a rattlesnake. She wanted to cry out her horror at him. To see him
sitting there, humped up like a spider, not three feet from the man he
had tried to murder, filled her with repulsion. There was more in her
feeling than that; a growing paralysis of terror lest he might reach out
and in a flash complete the homicide he had attempted.
She tried to reason this away. He dared not do it, with her here as a
witness, with two men drawing closer every minute. Don Black had
told her that he wouldn’t strike in the open, and the range rider had
known him more years than she had lived. But the doubt remained.
She did not know what he would do. Since she did not live in the
same world as he, it was not possible for her to follow his thought
processes.
Then, with no previous intimation that his delirium had dropped from
him, the wounded man startled Betty by asking a rational question.
“Did you come to see how good a job you’d done?” he said quietly to
Prowers.
The cowman shook his head, still with the Satanic grin. “No job of
mine, son. I’m thorough.”
“Your orders, but maybe not your hand,” Hollister insisted feebly.
Betty moved into his line of vision, and to his startled brain the
motion of her was like sweet unearthly music. He looked silently at
her for a long moment.
“Am I still out of my head?” he asked. “It’s not really you, is it?”
“Yes,” she said, very gently. “You mustn’t talk.”
“In Black’s cabin, aren’t we?”
“Yes.”
“Shot through the window, Black told me. Remember, if I don’t get
well, it was this man or Cig that did it.”
“I’ll remember,” she promised. “But you’re going to get well. Don’t
talk, please.”
“Just one thing. What are you doing here?”
“I came to look after you. Now that’s all—please.”
He said no more, in words. But the eyes of sick men are like those of
children. They tell the truth. From them is stripped the veil woven by
time and the complexities of life.
Sounds of voices on the hillside drifted to the cabin. Betty’s heart
leaped joyfully. Friends were at hand. It was too late now for Prowers
to do any harm even if it was in his mind.
The voices approached the cabin. The girl recognized that of
Merrick, strong and dominant and just a little heavy. She heard
Black’s drawling answer, without being able to distinguish the words.
The door opened. Four men came into the room. The two who
brought up the rear were Dr. Rayburn and Lon Forbes.
“Oh, Lon!” Betty cried, and went to him with a rush. “I’m awf’ly glad
you came.”
She clung to him, trembling, a sob in her throat.
The rawboned foreman patted her shoulder with a touch of
embarrassment. “There—there, honey, ’s all right. Why didn’t you
wait for old Lon instead o’ hoppin’ away like you done?”
Prowers tilted back his chair on two legs and chirped up with satiric
comment. “We got quite a nice party present. Any late arrivals not
yet heard from?”
Both Lon and Justin Merrick were taken aback. In the darkness they
had not yet recognized the little man.
The foreman spoke dryly. “Might ’a’ known it. Trouble and Jake
Prowers hunt in couples. Always did.”
“I could get a right good testimonial from Mr. Lon Forbes,” the
cowman said, with his high cackle of splenetic laughter. “Good old
Lon, downright an’ four-square, always a booster for me.”
Betty whispered. “He’s an awful man, Lon. I’m scared of him. I didn’t
know any minute what he was going to do. Oh, I am glad you came.”
“Same here,” Lon replied. “Don’t you be scared, Betty. He can’t do a
thing—not a thing.”
Merrick had been taking off his skis. He came up to Betty now. “Did
he annoy you—say anything or—?”
“No, Justin.” A shiver ran down her spine. “He just looked and
grinned. I wanted to scream. He shot Mr. Hollister. I know he did. Or
had it done by that Cig.”
“Yes. I don’t doubt that.”
The doctor, disencumbered of impedimenta of snowshoes and
wraps, fussed forward to the bedside. “Well, let’s see—let’s see
what’s wrong here.”
He examined the wound, effervesced protests and questions, and
prepared for business with the bustling air that characterized him.
“Outa the room now—all but Miss Reed and one o’ you men. Lon,
you’ll do.”
“I’ll stay,” announced Merrick with decision.
“All right. All right. I want some clean rags, Black. You got plenty of
hot water, I see. Clear out, boys.”
“You don’t need a good nurse, Doc?” Prowers asked, not without
satiric malice. He was playing with fire, and he knew it. Everybody in
the room suspected him of this crime. He felt a perverted enjoyment
in their hostility.
Black chose this moment to make his declaration of independence.
“I’d light a shuck outa here if I was you, Jake, an’ I wouldn’t come
back, seems to me.”
The cold, bleached eyes of the cowman narrowed. “You’re givin’ me
that advice as a friend, are you, Don?” he asked.
The range rider’s jaw stopped moving. In his cheek the tobacco quid
stuck out. His face, habitually set to the leathery imperturbability of
his calling, froze now to an expressionless mask.
“I’m sure givin’ you that advice,” he said evenly.
“I don’t hear so awful good, Don. As a friend, did you say?” The little
man cupped an ear with one hand in ironic mockery.
Black’s gaze was hard as gun-metal. “I said I’d hit the trail for home if
I was you, Jake, an’ I’d stay there for a spell with kinda low visibility
like they said in the war.”
“I getcha, Don.” Prowers shot a blast of cold lightning from under his
scant brows. “I can take a hint without waitin’ for a church to fall on
me. Rats an’ a sinkin’ ship, eh? You got a notion these fellows are
liable to win out on me, an’ you want to quit while the quittin’ is good.
I been wonderin’ for quite a while if you wasn’t yellow.”
“Don’t do that wonderin’ out loud, Jake,” the other warned quietly. “If
you do, you’ll sure enough find out.”
The little man laughed scornfully, met in turn defiantly the eyes of
Betty, Merrick, and Forbes, turned on his heel, and sauntered out.