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Bernadette Devlin McAliskey
7th August 2001
1st
talk
"I'd like to thank VAST for the invitation to
join you tonight.
Victims is not an arena I often speak in. I have very clear reasons for not doing that, so
this is quite a step for me and I'd like to first of all acknowledge the presence of
Damien Walsh's mother with us tonight. It
can't be easy in terms of peoples individual and personal grief. There are tensions around the comfort of other
people's presence and sharing your grief and the intrusion of public events on your own
very personal grief. And everybody who has
suffered in the context of the troubles lives with that.
So I think that we are both pleased and privileged and that it is very brave of
individual families to be in the position of sitting through events that essentially are
organised in memory of very personal and deep loss. However
much we sympathised at that level we didn't share the experience.
What I want to speak about tonight and I think I
want to explore with you are just some of those tensions, what I want to speak about
tonight is constructing victims, to speak of victim hood, and victimisation as a social
construction. And what I mean by social
construction is that sometimes society itself
builds a category, a number of categories, a number of boxes or labels that society builds
and changes. In fact as society changes or
changes with the context in which it is looked at and the difficulties I think that it
creates for people who are in pain, for people who have suffered. As I say, it is something I have normally not
chosen to speak about because it is a very difficult and painful subject and touches on
peoples real feelings and I have an aversion to people objectively dissecting other
people's suffering. I just have a difficulty
with it, not least because like everybody else in this society I am not immune from that
suffering, so in putting forward some of my ideas and questions rather than positions on
the tensions around categorising and boxing victims, I would like to say from the outset
that none of it is said in any way to diminish those organisations and groups that work
with people who have suffered or that have worked with victims and survivors of these
troubles or from any other suffering.
An enormous amount of good will and good work is
done and most has been done at a community level and for many years done informally by
individuals and small informal groups, literally holding each others head above water;
their neighbour's head above water, in a situation that when we look at it from the
outside scarcely bares realisation of the amount of pain and suffering that constitutes
this community at every level. And I think as
we went through some thirty years of trouble, looking back now you can see different
mechanisms that we used to survive.
I am always thinking very visibly and I think it is
very graphically brought home to me when I look at political funerals in other countries. Particularly, I think with the West Bank, with the
Palestinian movement. We look and I think you
will have seen the exhibition of the Turkish Hunger Strikers. The Kurds are another people resisting oppression
and fighting for freedom. But, when I look at
the television coverage of these deaths and funerals I would see, as you would have seen
and heard, a great depth of weeping, a great
outpouring of emotional pain in a sometimes ritual and symbolic weeping and wailing. And then you look at our society and I think we
are marked by objective outsiders. Maybe not
so objective outsiders will identify us almost as the people who did not cry at funerals.
Thirty years we stood at gravesides with our chins
up and our backs straight. Men, women and
children, holding the line in a public display of strength that masked pain. And it has always struck me as we went through
those years that, that is part of how we survived, that is part of how the community with
the press watching us, with the police surrounding us, having to go through military
roadblocks to get to funerals. We all towed
the line and although every heart in the cemetery might have been breaking, there scarcely
was a sob ever heard. Now that the war is
over, won or lost or in transition, at least now that that period is over, there is a
sense of the depth of that pain that still has to find some form of expression, and that
is only at a communal level, but there are tensions within that, that we have never had an
opportunity to look at either, and I feel that unless we recognise a number of features we
will never be able to.
I'd like to look therefore at a different hierarchy
of victim, and rather than victim, a different hierarchy, a different context, a different
construction of pain. How we cope with it and
the difficulties that it provides in an individual sense.
And if we set the first level , the first context of that pain as being the society
which we come from, the community in which we live, what we as a community have come
through and suffered.
We have survived and we can look at the major
incidents, Internment, Bloody Sunday, The Falls Curfew, The Hunger Strikes, holding, as I
said, our neighbours heads above water, coping
with every day to day incidents of creeping humiliation, day to day grinding humiliation,
limitation. Being treated by those who were
given the responsibility of Government, in a manner that if we were in a person to person
relationship, would have entitled us to claim emotional, mental cruelty, unrelenting
emotional and mental cruelty...(had this been a person to person partner relationship). So all of us are marked by that, just as any other
person, predominately women in personal relationships.
Just as every thing you do is marked by that disempowerment, by that struggle to
maintain personal dignity against unrelenting emotional cruelty, emotional neglect,
treachery, betrayal of expectation, then we are all marked.
And if within that context we then look at the people who are individually
effected, because its only to my mind, at that level that we can continually speak of
equal suffering at some level. But within
that context we look at it, the same people suffering over and over again.
There are those, who if you like, had their grade
one in suffering and pain, because they were an integral part of this community. Within that context there were people who actively
resisted what was happening and there is another level of pain that comes from that. Even if, as we say in Tyrone, you didn't get hit
yourself, the knowledge that you are part of a resistance movement, the knowledge that you
are part of the people who said "Don't treat us like that", and didn't get hit
but, that there is a connection that has to be acknowledged between our resistance, mass
resistance, political resistance or military resistance.
There is a connection between our resistance and the price that we paid for it. And the price was not shared out equally. That's not our fault, but it's a reality that the
price for resisting was not shared out equally by those who resisted. In many cases the price of resisting was paid by
those who did nothing.
There is another tension in simply defining what
people suffering groups based in their community or the source from which their attack or
grief came. What if you were a member of a
community where your personal suffering didn't coincide with the community context. What if in West Belfast, you are Jean McConville's
children? Where was your support mechanism
then? What if you were Tommy Herron's family
and you lived in UDA country? What if you
were Robin Hill's father and you lived in Coalisland?
How do we all deal with that pain? How
do we all deal with those tensions? Without
negating the reality of the lives that we lived, because that is the reality of the lives
that we lived.
Not only from the outside do we have innocent
victims and not so guilty victims and victims entitled to press coverage and victims
entitled to none. But in the context of our
own lives we have exceptional definitions of victim hood that we don't challenge. And I think the weakness of that comes from
defining victim hood as a category which looks at victimisation as something that we do to
people who have already suffered enough.
There is no easy way to resolve the pain we have
all suffered. Much of it we share and yet
every single person in this room who has suffered knows, that their suffering is unique. Their loss is unique, their pain is unique. There are things that we share, there are
understandings that we share. There are ways
that we can support each other and ways that we have to find our own way out of. If we started to draw a list of all the things
that have happened at a social communal level to this community it is frightening. It is frightening to imagine that that could all
have happened to us in the course of our lifetime.
Sometimes, when I hear of people talking about Post
Traumatic Stress, I'm reminded that the concept is developed within the idea that one
traumatic event happened to you. The
traumatic event that happened to us was life, it was a traumatic event that in fact lasted
for thirty years and I remember one person saying to me "How do you suffer from Post
Traumatic Stress Disorder when the trauma isn't post?"
So when do we get to post trauma, so that I can have a Post Traumatic Disorder
Syndrome? Because the trauma is my life. I was born into this, my whole life is affected by
it. What do I do? I don't have an answer to those questions, but I
have a concern, that while the answer to them is in supporting, and in talking, and in
finding our way gently through our own individual and collective pain, that there is a
danger that we will do something else, construct the victim. How long does the pain last before you stop being
described by other people as a victim? How
long do you be out of prison, for example, before people stop calling you an ex-prisoner? When you have suffered how long is it before other
people let you be yourself, and define you as yourself, and not as a sufferer? When do you stop being somebody's widow,
somebody's daughter, somebody's son and when, never mind working your way through your own
pain, when will other people let you be yourself? I
have concerns about those things. I have
concerns when people start to put victims into categories.
There are, as I say organisations, and each working their way through problems as
best they can, and groups working on behalf of people and yet knowing the depth of the
suffering. It seems to me that most of the
people who have suffered are untouched by the organisations working for victims and I try
to figure out why that is. And in doing that
I have to look at my own experience. And I
look and say "That's right. I am a class
one victim. I live in society. I live in a nationalist community so I get marks
on the first one, marks and scars and I accept that, I am a person at that level who has
been deeply marked and scarred and wounded and hurt, and that's before I even get to the
point where I've been shot and I've still got those marks on my body. I'm talking about myself. I've been hurt and wounded and scarred and marked,
and I'll probably always be marked and scarred by those experiences.
I come into the category of class two, in that not
only am I part of that brood community that has suffered but I have been attacked myself
and so I know that pain. But I'm still here
and I know that has affected my life. People
coming into my house and shooting me and my children and me having to leave my house and
live somewhere else and the style and nature of my life being determined by somebody else
and not by me. And there are others in this
room who have made and had to make much bigger adjustments to their life because of what
somebody else did to them. And I know like
many other people in this room, I come into category three.
Which is not were I am hit, but where other people for whom I would gladly have
given my own life to protect, people who matter to me greater than life itself and who got
hurt and marked and scarred and were then cared for.
And so a duty of care comes from within that suffering and watching people you love
suffer. Or you move to a category where you
don't watch the people you love suffer anymore because they are killed, and your struggle
is to survive in this world without them. All
of those things have happened to me, all of those things have been done to me, but I am
not a victim, because people could attempt to take my life and people could take from me
the people I love most in this world. People
could destroy the lives of my children. People
could take almost everything in this world from me. They
could make me weep, they could make me so angry that I could cry on God, if he might
exist, in the same breath, for vengeance and for pity.
They could do all those things to me, but the only person who can make me a victim
is me. And I will not be a victim, no matter how hard, no matter what I have suffered. I am still breathing and I am still surviving. And the day I'll be a victim is the day I'll have
no breathe left. Because when people take
action against us, when people, in order to make us stop being the people we are, punish
us to the extent that they will take our children, they will take our lives, they will
take our homes, they will take our liberty, they will take everything, they will take the
breathe in our bodies, rather than see us exercise our own power over ourselves. So long as I have breathe I have power. Not a lot, and with every little bit of power I
have left, I have to struggle to get more back. So
the only time I become a victim is when I have no power at all left, and that's when I
have no breathe left.
So in my book the victims of this period are all
dead. There is nothing, absolutely nothing
they can do, not today, not tomorrow, not ever. Nothing
they can do to come back from the position to which they were forced, which was death. But whatever else they have taken from us, those
of us who still have a breathe in our bodies have a way back to being ourselves. I'm not saying that that's simple, I'm not saying
that that's easy. I'm not saying that at many
times any of us even want to do it. Because
the first battle of surviving is wanting to survive.
But I'm saying so long as we're breathing we're survivors and so long as we're
surviving, there's a chance we'll survive a bit better tomorrow. So I would ask you to be more concerned at every
level, individually and organisationally with remembering.
Its not about victims, its not about survivors, its about human beings who suffered
and attempting to ease the pain."
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