A museum in Buenos Aires has opened, remembering the Falklands War. Unsurprisingly, it is an exercise in political propaganda, with Argentina’s desire to reclaim the British territory at its heart.
“Las Malvinas son nuestras”—The Malvinas are ours.
It’s a call from the heart one hears throughout Argentina.
But the islands in the South Atlantic are not Argentina’s. The Falkland Islands—as their English name goes—remain a far-flung British territory, the subject of a 1982 bloody two-month war between Britain and Argentina (which was then a military dictatorship). The British, led by then Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher, won the war: the islands stayed British.
Nearly 1,000 died between both sides. About 700 fatalities were Argentine, many barely trained teenage soldiers and sailors, including nearly 300 who drowned from the controversial sinking of the Argentine warship, the Belgrano.
This windswept sheep-filled archipelago off the coast of Southern Patagonia remains an Argentine obsession. In April, Christina Fernandez de Kirchner, Argentina’s President who constantly invokes the islands as Argentinean, launched a new 50 peso banknote featuring Antonio Rivero, a gaucho who led an 1833 uprising against the British: “This is a homage to our Islas Malvinas and to all those who gave their lives to this cause. It will compel every Argentinian to keep alive on a daily basis the flames of love for our islands which are and always will be Argentinian.”
Argentina’s capital Buenos Aires has several monuments to the islands, including the main one, a Vietnam memorial style wall listing the names of hundreds of war dead.
Adding to the Buenos Aires’ memorials is the new Museo Malvinas e Islas del Atlántico Sur, opened on June 10 of this year, just shy of the June 14 anniversary of the war’s end.Read more HERE
If the Argentinians wanted to make the museum a true reflection of their illegal occupation of British soil, they should have a room that is full of human excrement, the same Argentine excrement that Port Stanley was covered in, every conceivable place to shit apart from an actual toilet. They could also have a nursery class with grenades hidden under cups, so as to main and kill innocent civilians and children. You could also have a stretch of grass where land mines are planted indiscriminately, then you have to run across without being blown to pieces. You could also have the white flag room, where you surrender and put up a white flag, then you murder those taking your surrender. Maybe we could call it `Not the Geneva convention room.`