Colombian peace: The mother of all dilemmas?

Many years ago one of my editors turned to me, ashen-faced, after an hour-long discussion on the telephone and said, “Heaven help me, that was a mother.” Seeing the confusion on my face she continued, “Give me Government lackeys, drug lords and millionaires any day of the week. As soon as someone picks up the phone and says, “I’m the mother of X and I want to speak to the Editor,” I know I’m in trouble.”

I forgot all about my editor’s theory, that mothers are superhuman beings with superhuman strength and ferocity, until this week when absorbed in the Olympic Games I said to a friend, “I think Jess Ennis-Hill is my favourite British Olympian. Not only is she a brilliant athlete who can obliterate pretty much anyone with her running, jumping and throwing, she’s out there competing in seven events in two days, winning a silver medal on the world stage and she only had her baby two years ago.”

“Why does that surprise you?” my friend laughed in reply, “Mothers are tougher than anyone. If they could bottle motherhood, it would be illegal,” and the best thing about that statement is the fact that it is true.

For years the idea that women athletes were stronger post-pregnancy was taken for a myth, yet many of the athletes who competed in the London 2012 high jump believed it. “Before the birth the highest weight I could squat was 225 pounds,” said American athlete and mum-of-two Chaunté Lowe. “Now I can squat a lot more than that.”

The believers centre their argument on the fact that when a woman delivers she has an expanded blood volume that declines in the six weeks after birth, during which time many of these athletes return to training and enjoy the boost of all that extra blood.

That boost is the “bottled motherhood” Soviet bosses did employ at the 1968 Olympic Games. Every single gymnast, including two fifteen-year-olds, was ordered to fall pregnant and every single gymnast was ordered to have an abortion at ten weeks. They won gold. You can argue with the science. It’s hard to argue with its effects.

So here’s the question. If mothers really do possess some sort of superhuman strength and ferocity, is there a way we can harness that for good?

I live in Colombia, a country with a miserable fifty-year conflict that has long held mothers at its heart. Mothers who grieve when their children are snatched from their arms and forced into rebel uniform, who grieve when their children are killed by bombs planted by those self-same child soldiers, who grieve when their children are killed in botched kidnappings and extortions, who grieve when their children are robbed of parenthood through forced abortion, who grieve when their children want to come home and are shot for desertion. Who grieve, whatever ‘side’ they happen to be on.

I found the Brexit referendum draining so I refuse to participate in Colombia’s plebiscite on peace. My partner can vote how he likes. I don’t want to know. We are getting married this winter though, so I reminded him that if we do go on to have children, and he does vote in a way that risks extending this horror for everyone, we must be prepared to send our own children to the front. This is not someone else’s war. Every decision has its price.

Perhaps it is time to harness the power of motherhood, whether you’re a man or a woman, whether you’re a parent or not. Perhaps it is time to summon the superhuman strength and ferocity that lies within you and face down that hoarse, blood-stained voice that whispers in your ear and says, “Peace is okay, but let’s wait for a better one,” and shout in reply, “And whose child will you sacrifice in the meantime? Will it be mine?”

Like this? You’ll love Colombia a comedy of errors.

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One Comment

  1. Miguel CAMACHO

    Vicky, you have my admiration. You have managed to put into written words the very, very simple choices facing Colombians with this referendum.

    Criminal politicians, whose sons and daughters are always safe, always benefiting from armed protection and the privileges of being close to the State, or actually stealing from it, are happy to stoke the flames of conflict, given it’s always somebody else’s children who’ll die, go to war, bleed and carry on this ridiculous conflict that is leading nowhere.

    We all have to think about the ones really fighting the war in the ground, in the front, bleeding and being shot at, killing and being killed. We need to decide based on that reality. We cannot just continue deciding while exhibiting, as Roger Waters so brilliantly put it many years ago, the bravery of being out of range.

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