Friendship Park closure

Fernando Orozco and his wife, Marta Ramos, embrace through the iron posts of the U.S.-Mexico border fence. Orozco is a legal U.S. resident who works in Santa Monica; his wife is a Mexican citizen. When construction of a second parallel fence through Border Field State Park is completed later this year, reunions like this won't be possible.


There are just two weeks left in his presidency, but down in San Diego County the heavy machinery is grinding away at one last grand project from the administration of George W. Bush.

As The Times reported Sunday, your tax dollars are paying for contractors to move mountains of earth and make canyons disappear at the U.S.-Mexico border. New fences are rising and a no-man's land is being carved into the Earth.



By government decree, state and federal laws that might have slowed down the project -- including the Clean Water and Endangered Species acts -- have been suspended in the name of national security.



This hurried display of Pharaonic excess from the people who brought us the Iraq war won't make us much safer. It's another bit of overkill that's blind to the causes of illegal immigration. And it also happens to be killing a place called Friendship.



Friendship Park sits on a spot of California territory overlooking the beach where the border reaches the Pacific Ocean. In the early 1970s, President Nixon and then-Gov. Ronald Reagan established it as a symbol of international goodwill.

These days, contractors hired by the U.S. Department of Homeland Security have sealed off its picnic benches with hurricane fencing.

For three decades, the park has been property of the state of California and a cross-border meeting place. Fernando Orozco, a legal U.S. resident, biked there Sunday. He recently had his wallet and ID stolen, and the park is the only place where he can see his wife, Marta Ramos, a Mexican national. They embraced and kissed through the fence.

John Fanestil, a United Methodist minister, is one of several activists who say they are determined to "use the park for its intended purpose." Even as the construction project marches toward the sea, Fanestil holds Communion at the fence every week, passing a chalice of wine over or through the barriers.

"There is no accountability and no check on the power of Homeland Security," he told me as we hiked to the fence. "What they're doing here is almost punitive."

Illegal border crossings at the park stopped being a major problem more than a decade ago -- that traffic moved inland, to the Sonoran Desert, after the Clinton administration's Operation Gatekeeper brought fences, cameras, floodlights and motion detectors to the area. But the current administration's determination to build ever-higher barriers has not flagged.

In November, two members of Congress, half a dozen state legislators and Lt. Gov. John Garamendi wrote to President-elect Obama's transition team asking that he "intervene to save Friendship Park."

But construction has continued. And on Sunday, Fanestil, 47, passed tortillas that doubled as Communion wafers through the border. Border Patrol agents had prevented him from climbing up to the bluff and his usual spot near the picnic benches, so he held the ceremony at the beach. "Just another day at Friendship Park," he said afterward.

A lot of history has unfolded on that spot of earth and sand, much of it reflecting the tortured and ambivalent relationship we have with our Spanish-speaking neighbor to the south.

On Oct. 10, 1849, in the wake of the Mexican War, a group of U.S. and Mexican surveyors met there and began mapping the frontier. First Lady Pat Nixon dedicated Friendship Park in 1971, and even reached across the border to shake a hand or two. Until recently, you could picnic in its half-acre plaza, or walk up to the obelisk that marks the first point in the 1849 survey. You could even put your fingers through the fence and talk to someone on the other side.

That was the era of "friendship." John Carlos Frey, a San Diego native and filmmaker who joined me on my hike with Fanestil, remembers celebrating his ninth birthday at Friendship Park in 1972.

"My Mexican relatives passed their presents over the fence," he said. "And we could walk over to the Mexican side and buy some tacos if we liked. It wasn't a big deal."

Then came the era of The Wall, which was spurred by the anarchy of the 1980s and '90s. Large crowds of illegal crossers gathered at the bluff and nearby canyons at night to rush past the overmatched Border Patrol.

The fences the Clinton administration built in response shifted illegal immigration but didn't stop it. In the first years of this century, migrants have paid increasingly higher fees to smugglers who ferry them through the distant desert.

Last year, when I lived in Mexico City, I knew one woman whose husband paid $3,000 to a "coyote" to get across the border. He later called from Phoenix to say the smuggler was holding him hostage and demanding $500 more. It seems crazy that anyone would try to cross that desert by dealing with such criminals -- but many take the risk and make it across.

Even if the U.S. government managed to hermetically seal the land and river border, experts predict the smugglers would simply move out to the Gulf of Mexico, much like the Africans who cross the Mediterranean Sea to enter Europe.

What will stop illegal immigration is a mega-construction project of justice on the Latin American side of the border, the sudden leveling of mountains of inequality.

That won't happen soon. But in the meantime, the crackdown on employers and the slowdown in the U.S. economy are succeeding in keeping more people on the other side.

"They don't want us over there any more," a Salvadoran man named Walter told me through the fence when I visited Friendship Park last spring.

He had been deported from the U.S. a year earlier, after 15 years in Los Angeles. His wife, U.S. citizen Alicia Sandoval, had moved to Tijuana to live with him and their two children. On the weekends, they come to the park to peer into the country where they used to live.

"Tijuana is not a good place to be," Alicia told me through the fence. "There's too much violence."

A few minutes later, I met another woman, Angelica, who stood on the other side of the fence with her son, 9-year-old Eduardo. She wept when I told her that a Border Patrol agent had chased everyone else away, saying the park was closed.

She had come to the fence to meet her husband, a Cuban musician who had obtained asylum in the U.S.

The boy peered through the steel mesh into the United States, as if his father might appear suddenly on the empty trails and wetlands on the other side.

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Originally posted by Ken Cooke Fernando Orozco and his wife, Marta Ramos, embrace through the iron posts of the U.S.-Mexico border fence. Orozco is a legal U.S. resident who works in Santa Monica; his wife is a Mexican citizen. When construction of a second parallel fence through Border Field State Park is completed later this year, reunions like this won't be possible.

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Originally posted by DENNIS Quote: Originally posted by Ken Cooke Fernando Orozco and his wife, Marta Ramos, embrace through the iron posts of the U.S.-Mexico border fence. Orozco is a legal U.S. resident who works in Santa Monica; his wife is a Mexican citizen. When construction of a second parallel fence through Border Field State Park is completed later this year, reunions like this won't be possible. What? An end to conjugal visits? Homeland Security has no heart. I wonder if Fernando and Marta have tried to start a family through that fence.

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Originally posted by Ken Cooke Quote: Originally posted by DENNIS Quote: Originally posted by Ken Cooke Fernando Orozco and his wife, Marta Ramos, embrace through the iron posts of the U.S.-Mexico border fence. Orozco is a legal U.S. resident who works in Santa Monica; his wife is a Mexican citizen. When construction of a second parallel fence through Border Field State Park is completed later this year, reunions like this won't be possible. What? An end to conjugal visits? Homeland Security has no heart. I wonder if Fernando and Marta have tried to start a family through that fence. I feel bad for this couple. I honestly do. Hopefully, Fernando will get his identification asap so he can visit Marta. But you have to admit, this is a sad sight to see for what looks like a nice, legitimate couple.

Visa issues

David, she can't get a visa, because Fernando isn't a US CITIZEN. In order for her to get her papers in place, Fernando needs to make the change from US Resident to US Citizen.

He would then petition the consulate for a hearing into the matter, and after a year or so, they could be joined together. But, first he would have to gather the money and possibly legal representation if he wasn't well versed in International legal matters.

[Edited on 1-7-2009 by Ken Cooke]

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Originally posted by Ken Cooke David, she can't get a visa, because Fernando isn't a US CITIZEN. In order for her to get her papers in place, Fernando needs to make the change from US Resident to US Citizen. He would then petition the consulate for a hearing into the matter, and after a year or so, they could be joined together. But, first he would have to gather the money and possibly legal representation if he wasn't well versed in International legal matters. [Edited on 1-7-2009 by Ken Cooke]

I think many of you are missing the point Ken was making about the closure.
It makes no sense whatsover!!! You can't build a fence to Hawaii so Border patrol will have to be staioned at Friendship park 24/7 to watch for illegals that might swim AROUND the fence.
We have just lost a little bit more of our humanity with the closing of this park!!!!

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Originally posted by rayfornario We have just lost a little bit more of our humanity with the closing of this park!!!!

Capital moves freely?

In your dreams.

Like labor, there are regulations on the movement of capital. Unless it's in your trunk.

And... Mexicans are allowed to work in the U.S. just as Americans are allowed to work in Mexico. (Key word is allow.)

Dwelling on "complexity" is why problems seldom get solved. When you simplify the problem, it is much easier to see "the way" thru it, and solve it. NOTHING in life is really all that simple----------you simply have to reduce things to simplicity as best you can, and then do what is best for the most people, it seems to me-----and of course everybody will not agree--------that is just a given.

It's called "management", and often "leadership".

(of course, what do I know-----I am a "mean" and "evil" Republican.)

Barry

If in doubt, keep them OUT !

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Barranquilla looks nicer than most parts of Baja, plus the beaches are warmer than the Pacific.

I have seen the "beautiful" job they are doing in Smugglers. Their poorly engineered project by Keweit Contsruction caused massive flooding in the Tijuana River Valley in December and is causing considerable silting over of our beautiful estuary.
When finished, it should have all the eye appeal of the Berlin wall.
It will cost the taxpaqyers many millions to clean up this mess when they are done!