Sona - Jail Panama

We have decided that movement is a privilege, not a right. We have outsourced our border control to a country with the resources of a mid-sized city and the pressure of a continent. Panama is doing the dirty work for the United States and Europe, and the price is paid in human misery within walls that don't officially exist.

Sona (the region) sits just west of the gap. It has become the unofficial "sorting floor." Migrants who survive the jungle are picked up by Panamanian border police (SENAFRONT). Instead of continuing north, many are bused to temporary holding facilities in and around Sona. sona jail panama

They spent 47 days in the Sona penal wing. Upon release, one journalist, Elena M., testified to the Inter-American Commission on Human Rights: "They didn't care about passports. They cared about who could pay. A $500 bribe got you a cot. A $5,000 bribe got you a bus to Costa Rica. We had nothing, so we had the floor." The "Sona Three" became a rallying cry for press freedom advocates, but the Panamanian government dismissed the claims as "exaggerated for Western sympathy." Sona Jail—whether you mean the migrant holding pens in Veraguas or the concrete tombs of La Joya—is not an aberration. It is the logical conclusion of global migration policy. We have decided that movement is a privilege, not a right