Deliverance
Europe and its representatives are setting off to free Guantanamo Bay at 7 pm, Friday Nov 25 from Ocho Rios (don’t tell it to the Americans).
We finalized the deal yesterday on the terrace above the pool. Norman Spence, Captain of the war boat ‘Pocket Change’ and Henry Pottinger, Spence’s factotum, were present. 40 crisp $100 bills exchanged hands. Norman was in a wholly different, quite pleasant mood. I realize now that his hostility through our initial negotiation was nothing but a mask to increase my desperation and willingness to take whatever bid he would offer.
The weather cleared during Thursday. But a new storm picked up around midnight, raising showers, pummeling the coast. This resulted in another sleepless night and many hours of catatonic, idle sitting, and futile looking towards Cuba; all the while cursing the fact that there is no god to ask for fair weather. There is only Europe. And Europe has no power over the weather.
It is still pouring today, but I think it is ‘rain wind’ and not ‘wind wind’ (the sea seems relatively calm considering the occasional strong gusts of wind). I’m pretty confident that we will set out at 7 pm today. I’ve explained our mission to Norman. After one of my semi-long lectures he concluded, “Ah, so it is something related to the university”.
I called ‘Buggy-Up’ in Port Antonio and told him to pack and make sure to bring his passport. He’s arriving today around 12 and then we will have a few hours going through procedures with Jamaican customs. The cross will take about 9 hours, which means that we will be launching an early-morning assault somewhere on the Southwestern corner of Guantanamo Bay’s restricted waters that extends 40 miles from the coast.
When we have liberated the area Saturday, we have a day of celebration Sunday, before heading back towards Ocho Rios around midnight. I will then compose my letter to Javier Solana to inform him of the European annexation of the territory of Guantanamo Bay. Monday around midnight we then leave Jamaica out of Norman Manley to go back to the mainland.
We finalized the deal yesterday on the terrace above the pool. Norman Spence, Captain of the war boat ‘Pocket Change’ and Henry Pottinger, Spence’s factotum, were present. 40 crisp $100 bills exchanged hands. Norman was in a wholly different, quite pleasant mood. I realize now that his hostility through our initial negotiation was nothing but a mask to increase my desperation and willingness to take whatever bid he would offer.
Nov 25 - Finalizing the deal:
The weather cleared during Thursday. But a new storm picked up around midnight, raising showers, pummeling the coast. This resulted in another sleepless night and many hours of catatonic, idle sitting, and futile looking towards Cuba; all the while cursing the fact that there is no god to ask for fair weather. There is only Europe. And Europe has no power over the weather.
It is still pouring today, but I think it is ‘rain wind’ and not ‘wind wind’ (the sea seems relatively calm considering the occasional strong gusts of wind). I’m pretty confident that we will set out at 7 pm today. I’ve explained our mission to Norman. After one of my semi-long lectures he concluded, “Ah, so it is something related to the university”.
I called ‘Buggy-Up’ in Port Antonio and told him to pack and make sure to bring his passport. He’s arriving today around 12 and then we will have a few hours going through procedures with Jamaican customs. The cross will take about 9 hours, which means that we will be launching an early-morning assault somewhere on the Southwestern corner of Guantanamo Bay’s restricted waters that extends 40 miles from the coast.
When we have liberated the area Saturday, we have a day of celebration Sunday, before heading back towards Ocho Rios around midnight. I will then compose my letter to Javier Solana to inform him of the European annexation of the territory of Guantanamo Bay. Monday around midnight we then leave Jamaica out of Norman Manley to go back to the mainland.
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