ECUADOR
is Spanish for ‘equator’. And if you travel
an hour north from Quito, the capital, you’ll
find the monument that marks the dividing line itself
— though at a chilly 2,374 metres the climate
is not one you’d think of as ‘equatorial’.
Odd
though the name may be, it does serve as a metaphor
for a country divided - racially, geographically and
politically.
The
racial division is between the Indians and the rest.
Reduced to the level of serfs by the Spanish invaders,
the Indian community today remains largely isolated
and powerless — although it makes up 40 per
cent of the population.
The
Spanish used the Indians as labourers on their huge
estates, many of which still survive; Ecuadorian agriculture
is comparatively primitive and underdeveloped. One
per cent of proprietors own 40 per cent of the land
by value and the country has to import the most basic
foods.
The
Indians occupy small square plots of the mountainous
Sierra. But you’ll see them too in Quito, short
and determined, often bent double under heavy headloads
as they scurry along the streets.
Ecuador
has one of the world’s most beautiful capitals.
Richly decorated colonial buildings crowd the streets
of the old city. In its cafes you will see dark-suited
Spanish gentlemen having important meetings over small
cups of coffee.
Take
the train down to the commercial capital of Guayaquil
and you’re in another world. Indians are replaced
by those of mixed blood — the mestizos. From
snowcapped volcanoes you’re down to a swampy,
humid plain. And instead of the conservative church-centred
atmosphere of the capital the politics have become
those of the godless liberals of commerce.
Political
power has traditionally oscillated between the conservative
city and the liberal city — with the military
taking over when necessary. And no-one characterised
Ecuador’s unstable politics more than Ibarro
Velasco who gained and lost the Presidency five times.
‘Give
me a balcony,’ he used to say, ‘and I
will be elected.’ Give him power, however, and
he would immediately alienate all his supporters.
But
the old political pattern was broken in 1979 with
the election of President Jaime Roldos at the head
of a coalition of more progressive parties. He was
killed in an air crash in 1981 and now his successor
Osvaldo Hurtado is in real trouble.
The
problem is the falling price of oil. In 1973 oil from
Ecuador’s sparsely populated eastern jungle
overtook bananas as the chief export. But they are
hardly in the Kuwait league.
As
the oil price drops so does public expenditure. And
as spending falls so does the support from the labour
unions that was the basis of the election victory.
The
army wait in the wings to ‘save the country
from the forces of disorder and subversion’,
as they put it. So for the time being Hurtado has
to make deals with the country's old just to stay
in power.