Abstract :
There is not a day that goes by that someone in Placencia, a beach front village in Belize that has “gone crazy” for tourism, doesn’t say something about how life is becoming impossible. Impossibly smooth and beautiful, impossibly cruel and corrupt, impossibly laid-back and seductive, impossibly transformed socially and ecologically, impossibly out of control and violent, impossible to live. This paper tracks the impacts and intensities of “life becoming impossible” and the burdens of paradise that are conjured out of the unnerving appearance on the beach of a tourist named “Peter Pete.” No one knows where he came from, only that he appeared from “wherever” to spend a few weeks compulsively raking the beach. Why he rakes Pete wouldn’t say, and that generated a distressful shiver of dread and panic that ran through the nervous system of a village that no longer seems able to keep up or on track with everything going on these days. Pete’s presence coincided with a new rash of violent physical attacks on resident expats. No one blames Pete for the attacks, but his sudden appearance served to focus everyone’s attention on tourist encounters in this “seaside paradise by the Carib Sea.” These encounters bred an excessive exchange of stories about drug dealers, brutal violence, strange tourist, crazy locals, the end of the world, the rapture, infidelities, theft, property problems, and corruption, flows and lines of narrative force that rub against each other producing a friction that generates a contingent and nervous dread that seriously roughed up life in Placencia.
