Taboo Tattoos in Osaka and Ex-Guerrillas in Colombia: The Week in Global-Affairs Writing
Jon Lee Anderson | “Last September, Carlos Antonio Lozada, a commander of Colombia’s FARC guerrillas, returned home to a jungle encampment in the vast wetland region called Yarí. He had spent the past two years in Havana, staying in a villa near Fidel Castro’s home, while working with other guerrilla leaders and Colombian diplomats on a peace agreement to end the FARC’s fifty-two-year insurgency—the longest in the Western Hemisphere. His time there had been grueling: an endless succession of arguments, proposals, and counterproposals, with painful testimony from victims of both sides. ‘It was non-stop,’ Lozada told me. At last, though, on August 24th, the two sides . When Lozada’s—his fifty-odd personal bodyguards, young men and women who had been with him since they were little more than children—greeted him on the airstrip with a song that they had composed. ‘They made me cry,’ he told me. ‘Toward the end of my time in Havana, all I could think about was being back here. The FARC is my family.’”
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