Flammable , an ethnography by Javier Auyero and Débora Alejandra Swistun, chronicles the daily struggles of residents of an Argentinian slum located next to a large Shell refinery. The area residents inhabit is technically deemed as “unsuitable for human life” by outsiders. A few families have been living there for over 50 years and others were newer to the neighborhood. Those who have lived there longer yearn for earlier times when they say the waters were cleaner, nearby farms grew fruits which smelled sweet and one could sleep with their door open.
Most residents showed consistent symptoms of lead poisoning: skin rashes, convulsions, lethargy, anemia. Mothers worry for their children and their danger to become contaminated. However, due to misinformation spread by the media, nearby companies and among the residents themselves, there is much disagreement and confusion over the extent of the negative externalities of living in the village. Government officials and workers at Shell tend to use the “culture of poverty” argument, saying the residents have lead poisoning because of personal hygiene issues, the fact that many don’t wear shoes when they walk outside and that those living in the shantytown pay trucks to dump garbage into their backyards to stabilize the swampy grounds around them. This is contradicted by the claim that Shell considers the area to be so toxic that humans should not be inhabitting the space.
Journalists and lawyers frequently come into Flammable making promises that cannot be kept and giving residents false hopes of being able to get compensated and move to another place. This constant influx of authority figures and prospective saviors creates a state of uncertainty and waiting for the residents that increases their lack of agency and ability to organize together to improve their situations. Because the suffering and contamination became worse slowly and gradually over the years, most did not feel the urgency to leave, some even doubting that they have any contamination in their bodies even as noxious fumes are frequently blowing through the neighborhood, making it impossible to be outside.
Reading this book now for the second time in 2018 reminds me of parallels between the sustained confusion about contamination in Flammable with the confusion and disagreement in the American media which has divided citizens and distracted us from taking action on important issues in the face of uncertainty of the facts. One of the coauthors of Flammable, Débora Swistun, grew up in the shantytown. For many years she felt powerless against the contamination in her town and wondered if she should get out herself and leave others behind or find a way to create a collective solution to the problem and help relocate everyone. Through her research she has brought a lot of attention to the problems in her home village, a testament to the power of well done research, activism and strong will. Her book is a reminder that though it may take time, change is possible even in the most dire situations and in our very own backyards.