
Last night I went to hear some old guys talking about having eaten their friends.
I had met one of them, but it was the first time I had seen the others in the flesh, and flesh has a big part to play in this story.
The 1972 plane crash in the Andes of a Uruguayan rugby team, carrying 45 team members, families and friends has been told many times. The 1974 account by Piers Paul Read, Alive: The Story of the Andes Survivors brought it to a very wide audience.
The turbo prop plane crashed into a mountain, instantly changing them from airline passengers into a shattered platoon of dead, dying, injured and traumatised waifs abandoned on a treacherous glacier, alone in the high mountains, bleeding and freezing to death.
16 young men who survived by eating the bodies of their friends. Every one of them knew they were potential survivors and potential fuel, on which their friends could feast. “Take, eat, this is my body”. Soul or not, humans are heat machines.
It is one of the better-known survival stories, and will shortly be even better known to a new generation when the Neflix movie directed by J.A.Bayona is released later this year.
Five of them were onstage last night, on the 50th anniversary year of their Fall.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Uruguayan_Air_Force_Flight_571
All disasters are natural experiments. A selection of people are subjected to terrible events, and the rest of us later pick over the pieces, looking for heroes and villains, and imagining what we might have done, in armchair comfort and with the benefit of hindsight.
Pablo Vierci. La Sociedad de la Nieve. Planeta, 2008, 2022.
What stories do we want to hear? That in adversity it is “every man for himself”? That in this awful situation whatever happens is truer and more profound than everyday life can ever be? That you “don’t know what is in the teabag till you put it in hot water”? That modern man cannot survive primitive circumstances, and that conventional intelligence counts for very little? That everyone becomes religious in adversity?
One of the survivors, Roberto Canessa, described the crash as a sinister laboratory experiment designed by a mad scientist to test not guinea pigs but a group of young men. He made everything as awful as possible for as long as possible, just to see how much they could take.
Why are people interested in this particular tragedy, when there are so many instances of human suffering? The reason may be the taboo about eating human flesh, the almost supernatural courage and resourcefulness shown by the survivors, and the eternal doubt about what we ourselves would have done in such circumstances.
What was required of survivors in this situation? Everything, one might assume.
Roberto Canessa summed up the essentials:
Team spirit, persistence, sympathy for others, intelligence and, above all, hope.
Their situation was parlous. They were in this dreadful situation because of pilot error. The navigator was at the back of the plane playing cards, the pilots were over-confident, and did not bother to check the one instrument which would could have saved them: their wristwatches. Had they done so they would have realized they were turning North far too soon, and had not allowed for the headwinds against them. They had not yet gone far enough West, were not yet out of the Andes, and mistakenly descended North into the high mountain peaks. After hitting a mountain which tore off the wings, the fuselage careered down a glacier and slammed into snow.
They had many dead, and many injured they had to care for. It was reasonable to believe that planes would come to search for them, and some of those planes could be heard and seen overhead for the next 8 days of search, though they found nothing. Temperatures went down to -30 Centigrade at night, so to keep from freezing to death was essential. Body warmth was their sole source of heat as they huddled together in the remains of the fuselage. Most of them had never seen snow, and had no idea how to survive in high altitudes.
Some days later, when a small group ventured out into the snowy desolation, they all suffered from the bitter cold, one went snow blind, and the lack of implements to help them through the snow showed how helpless they were. Not encouraging. Staying put and waiting for rescue seemed better.
How to survive?
Intelligence is what you use when you don’t know what to do. (Carl Bereiter).
To provide drinking water, Fito Strauch worked out that snow collected in an aluminium shell would catch the sun’s rays and provide a trickle of meltwater, which they shared in very small gulps. He also designed improvised sun glasses to combat snow blindness. They used seat covers as protective clothing and footwear.
Roy Harley improvised an antenna so that a transistor radio they found hidden in a seat could provide them with news, the first being that the search had been abandoned. He also tried to get the batteries and remains of the radio receiver to build a transmitter, a task which understandably proved impossible. The batteries they found were of the wrong voltage to power the available equipment, even if they had been able to assemble it.
The survivors who had found the rear of the fuselage came up with an idea to use insulation foam from the rear of the fuselage, sewed together with copper wire, and waterproof fabric that covered the air conditioning of the plane to fashion a sleeping bag. Nando Parrado and Carlos Paez led the work on this.
Those with medical knowledge did a triage of the wounded, including removing a shaft of metal from a person’s intestines.
In short, when they did not know what to do, they improvised, and innovated. Such knowledge as they had of medicine, mechanics, navigation and engineering was put to good purpose.
When Nando Parrado, Roberto Canessa anid Antonio Vizintin set off on their final rescue mission, they had no technical gear or clothing, no compass, and no climbing experience. Vizintin went back after 3 days, because there was not enough food.
As a matter of painful observation, and guidance from the few who had medical knowledge about the Krebs cycle (the body can convert protein into sugar, and fat into protein, so that on a meat only diet they could survive without malnutrition), it was obvious to the starving survivors that they needed to eat energy rich protein to survive. In ordinary conditions, warm temperatures at sea level, 2000 calories of food would be sufficient. Under sedentary conditions in the cold high glacier, 3,600 to 4,300 calories would be needed. For highly strenuous work in the cold, like climbing up a mountain, 4,200 to 5,000 calories would be required. (British soldiers training in Norway get 5000 calories, and an officer told me “You have to stand over them at breakfast to make sure they eat it”).
The fact that the world had abandoned them within a few days made them better able to feel justified in abandoning the taboo about not eating human flesh. Initially they spoke about this in whispers, then in small group deniable hypotheticals, then finally in open discussion. Not all agreed, though the lack of any rescue plans was an eventual clincher for most. For everyone’s protection, a small group made the first cut in the actual bodies, and gave it to others to further cut and dry the flesh strips in the sun, so that all could eat without knowing whose flesh it was.