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Diamonds and Rust

By James - Nov 21st, 2009 at 9:28 pm EST

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Closer To GodDiamonds and Rust I carefully removed five more one thousand shilling notes and presented them to Wendy. “That’s about one fifth the average wage in Kenya. It ought to get us dinner served in this cabin, and, unless my judgment about such things is sadly flawed, your natural allure ought to count for something.” Wendy took the money. I saw a glint flash from her eye under raised eyebrow. I wondered how much of the five thousand would end up in the hands of the crew. She and Dingo headed out into the aisle. “Who are you two?” I asked the remaining women. “I’m Helen and this is Anice,” the blondest of the two blonds said, waving one hand toward her companion. “Where you from?” I asked, making conversation while I thought about everything that had happened to us since stepping aboard the train. “Troy,” she said, noting my lack of real attention. “Helen of Troy…neat,” I responded with a smile. “Why don’t you two join your friends at finding us all something to eat?” I said. I held the door open. Anice went by me, her short curly hair so thick and tight it resembled Velcro. When they were out of the room I secured the one-sided deadbolt. I stood before Burt. “Want to tell me about it?” I asked him, pointedly, my arms crossed. He watched the evening countryside go by for at least a full minute before answering. “Ah, about what?” I frowned. I was not accustomed to my team members withholding information pertinent to the mission, nor on acting independently.“The three bad guys you forced to leap from the train. Take a close look at the window next to you. They’re safety latched, but you’d play hell at getting them open far enough to squeeze a full grown American through without using a lot of time and tools. Then there’s the terminal nature of what would have likely happened to guys. I don’t think you’d send three men to their deaths that way. I know something about you now. You didn’t force them from the window, so where are they?”I watched Burt consider. I was determined not to be surprised at whatever he came up with. I didn’t know what had happened to our pursuers, but I knew Burt was lying about whatever had happened.“I’m sorry, “ Burt apologized, But this isn’t a mission you know. Not anymore. I don’t have to report to you or do what you tell me. We’re on our own. I said I threw them off the train to impress the lassies. I haven’t been with a woman for awhile.” His eyes left mine to roam again across the moving Savannah. In spite of myself, I was surprised. Burt was impressing young women while three guys, apparently still on the train somewhere, were trying to kill us for unknown reasons. I couldn’t think of anything intelligent to respond to that part of what he’d said, so I ignored it.“Where are they?” I said instead, getting right to the point.“Back in their cabin. Just like I left ‘em. One has a broken ankle and the other two broken wrists. They don’t have any guns. I threw their cell phones out the window.” Burt offered the last as if it made up for his earlier lie.I glared at him, getting control of myself before speaking.“This is a mission and I’m the mission commander, unless you don’t want to survive it. We’re not going to get through this by trying to impress young women. We won’t survive long doing stupid things like throwing their cell phones away either. Those phones had numbers and identities on them. Now you either accept that or you’re on your own. And, if you accept it, I don’t want any more of this crap. I make the decisions, on everything. That’s what I do. You implement those decisions in the manner I tell you to. That’s what you do. And you don’t keep anything from me. Got it?”My voice had dropped in both tone and volume. Burt and I were in more trouble than I could calculate. I needed him, but I could reasonably survive without him. On his own, he wouldn’t last another day.Helen of Troy’s voice could be heard through the solid wood door. She had one of those irritating nasal voices, but her looks were so great you tended not to notice when in front of her. I waited, my hand on the deadbolt, staring back at Burt.“Alright. It’s a mission. I’ll do my part.”I twisted the small brass knob. Four women filled the cabin, settling onto bunks and floor as if a gaggle of geese looking to forage.“It’s done,” Wendy stated, proudly. “They’re bringing dinner in about an hour, between the early servings. I couldn’t understand their word for the meat.I think its called Punda.” “Punda milia,” I added, instantly sorry I’d spoken up. The words translated into striped ass or Zebra. “Means beef, I think,” I recovered, looking over at Burt, who was staring at Dingo too intently to pay attention to me. “About the sleeping arrangements,” I began, but got no further. Obviously, the Earth Mother’s had discussed more than dinner when they had gone to the dining car. “You’re sleeping in my bunk. I’ll stay on the floor with Helen. Burt can have the padded bench, with Dingo on the floor next to him.” Wendy’s rapid delivery gave away the preparedness of her comments. There was silence in the room. The earlier arrangements discussed had seemed to include a whole lot more than just sleeping, but the amended plan suited me perfectly. The last thing any of us needed was more complexity, although I could not ignore the fact that the small room was going to occupied through the night by four attractive females and two men who had not known many women of late. “The train is likely to stop soon,” I informed them. “While its stopped would be a good time to have dinner served. I’ll try to time it right,” I said, gesturing toward Burt to accompany me. Wendy frowned, but asked no questions. “Wine, you have more wine. Might as well trot it out. We’ll be right back.”I slipped out into the passageway with my last words hanging in the air. We didn’t need company with what we were about, and the Earth Mothers were just a bit too bright and adventurous. Keeping them from participating in anything would not be accomplished with force. Especially not since I’d allowed one of them to become armed. Our current and continuing presence in their lives was a risk to them, however, and I would not overlook it. Burt led our passage through the dining car. I marveled at the old world charm of the décor. Red leather, deep brown wood and polished glass. It resembled some Hollywood director’s idea of what a dining car should look like, rather than what you would expect to find in a third world country. Eating in the cabin would be much less entertaining, but a whole lot more secure. We made our way to the last car. We reached the last door, which Burt plunged right through, his weapon out and raised. I noted that the lock had been shot away, just like the one in our door. Three men were in the room. Two sat on one lower bunk, opposing us, and the remaining man sitting on the floor, propped up against the wall. With the bunks down, there was not much floor space in a Fourth Class cabin. Burt moved deep enough into the space to allow me to sit on the lower bunk, across from the two men. “Who are you gentlemen?” I asked, no threat in my voice. Burt’s gun was out and ready, but mine still in my pocket. They looked at me. The man on the floor had the broken angle. It was evident from off angle of the bones. The other two had wrapped wrists. One right wrist. One left wrist. “Left handed?” I asked Burt, pointing at the appropriate man, but his attention was on the three men. “Who are you people?” I inquired again. None of the three answered, each looking from one to the other. I noted the very bottom of a tattoo sticking out from under the short sleeve of the one with the broken right wrist. I stepped carefully over the broken ankle of the floor positioned one. I pulled the sleeve gently upward. The tattoo was in blue. It was of the head of a water buffalo. Then I noted the age of the man. He was not young. Older than I, all three of them were, and I was old for the business. “Thirty-two Battalion?” I asked. The man nodded once. “Shit,” I mouthed to myself. “What is it?” Burt asked, gauging the regret in my tone. “Thirty-two Battalion is the old Boer Commando outfit, disbanded in 1993, I think. It was pretty hot shit. All three of you?” I pointed at the other two. I received no answer. “Burt here will be glad to take your shirts off, and then break your remaining joints,” I offered. The one who had signaled before did so again. “Who are you with now?” I inquired, not expecting an answer. I waited, but I knew I was wasting my time. The situation could only play out in one of two possible ways. Either the men were actually going to jump from the train, at high speed with their injuries, or they were going to see reason. I could only play the cards I had been dealt. I couldn’t change them. “Okay. Have it your way. I don’t expect much. I know you guys. I was a United States Marine. I have a mission to perform. Either Burt here tosses you off the train or you tell me whom you’re working for. I’ll work something out. It’s not much that I’m asking. No names. Not even what this is all about. “ I waited, while once again they looked at each other. They had to be mercenaries. They worked for the money, so their loyalty was not to a cause. But their habit patterns where from the old school, and it would near impossible to break them down. I was not willing to resort to physical torture, and I didn’t really have the equipment for such an operation anyway. Physical torture always works. On everyone. No single human is immune, or tough enough to ‘gut it out,’ as that is the province of movies and television. But it comes with a high price, for the tortured and the torturers. I’d tortured. I knew the price, and I was no longer willing to pay it. “Aegis,” the man said, his voice low. “Diamonds. It is about diamonds.” I sat back stunned. Aegis didn’t bother me. It was one of the mercenary companies operating out of London. There were bunches of them. But his volunteering of ‘diamonds’ perplexed me. Tea, textiles, coffee and a few other things were exported from Kenya. There were no diamonds. Not that anybody had ever found or reported on. “Where,” I asked, not sure what I expected to hear. And what I got I did not expect. “Freetown.” We cannot tell you more. Our families will never be paid if we tell you.” I liked the fact that the man was thinking about the money Aegis would pay out to their families following death. I had their full attention. There was no Freetown in Kenya. There was a Freetown in a place that had a ton of diamonds, however. Sierra Leone. A shit-hole of a place. The unadvertised, unclaimed, and nearly unknown, poorest country in Africa, which was saying something. “We will talk no more. Do your will.” The man bowed his head. Without sharp instruments and a controlled environment I knew that I wasn’t going to get more. “Lighten up, Francis,” I quoted from the movie Stripes. “You did what you were asked. Here’s the deal. I’m gonna pull the emergency stop.” I stood up and grabbed the single line running corner to corner near the top of the car. “The trains gonna stop. Only you three will be here. They’ll come in hordes once they figure out the cord was pulled in this room. Stopping the train is a First Class Felony in Kenya. You’ll be arrested, guarded, and taken to jail in Mombasa. When you get there one of you needs to confess that he did it. Claim drunkenness. The natives think all White Men are drunks. Or you can claim that you need medical care from the injuries you suffered fighting with one another. Once one of you confesses the others will be set loose. Strange Kenyan Justice. The two released can pay the fine for the felony, and then you can get some splints and treatment for your problems.” I stopped and looked at them carefully. “If you don’t claim you did it, then there is going to be trouble. Burt here is going to take your going back on your word badly. You won’t survive this mission, I promise you. I want your word as an ‘Os Terriveis’” I stopped again. Portugal had contributed a lot of men to 32 Battalion, and had loaned it the name “Terrible Ones,” not without good cause. “We agree,” the man said, this time without looking to the others for approval. I was giving them a rare gift, and the man seemed to understand. It would be safer to leave them for dead, strewn along the harsh landscape of the beautiful Savannah, then have them reaching their superiors to tell of their contact with us. I pulled down hard on the cord. Squealing sounds came from the wheel brakes of our car. It was going to be a slow stop as the emergency cord only worked for the car it was pulled in. The train whistle blew long and loud. The crew had figured out that there was a problem. I took out another ten thousand shillings and placed them firmly in the man’s good hand. “You’ll need this for the fine. They won’t take your cash when you’re in custody. Trust me, I know about custody in Kenya.” I then took my box of cigarettes out and offered one to each man. They sat there, each with a white tube sticking out of his mouth. Burt brought out a lighter and went slowly from man to man, keeping his suppressed automatic trained on each while he lit their smokes. “Dankie,” the man said. Dankie is Afrikaans for thank you. He slipped the bills into his shirt pocket. Burt and I stepped out of the room, then made our way quickly back to the dining car, which was full. The non-stop train was slowing to a stop, which caused a lot of discussion from everyone around us as we made our way through. “What if they try to lay it on us?” Burt asked, just before we reached the room. “They’re screwed. Strange Kenyan Justice. They’re the ones in the room where the cord got pulled. The exact place is registered down by the side of the car, near the tracks. There’s no Crime Scene Investigation over here.” “Will it work the way you told them?” Burt inquired, his voice evidencing skepticism. “I lie when necessary Burt, but I’m not cruel. Those were brothers-in-arms, whatever path they’ve taken since, and, because of your ‘assistance’ they won’t be a problem for us anymore.” I didn’t mention any of the problems that might arise from they’re eventual report to higher ups. Wendy welcomed us into the room, locking the door behind us. I noted another empty bottle of wine primly set against the far wall, where a partially filled one sat next to it. “We’ve been wondering where you were. And the train is almost stopped, just like you said would happen. How did you do that? And, when are we going to get to Mombasa?” I laughed at her tone and obvious gaiety rather than her comments. “When is dinner served?” I asked. I was terribly hungry and so very tired. I looked up at Wendy’s upper bunk with longing. “It’s coming. It’s coming, Wendy giggled, but first we want to sing you a song.Dingo has a ukulele. It’s made from Koa wood carved in Hawaii. I slunk down the wall between the bunks. I prayed that there were no more players aboard the Iron Snake. Our stopping had risk. Anyone paralleling the train on the Mombasa Road could use the opportunity to get aboard. We could only plan for so much, however. The Earth Mother’s started their song, the words brining an immediate rye smile to my face: “Well, I’ll be damned, here comes your ghost again…” The song was a Joan Baez thing from many years in the past. I knew that the final words were: “…and if your offering me diamonds and rust, I’ve already paid.” I hadn’t understood the words to that song any of the times I’d heard it. I could never figure out what diamonds had to do with rust, since diamonds are a crystal and rust is, well, rust. I listened to the words of the song flow over me, being sung from some of the toughest angels I’d ever come across, and I knew that diamonds and rust did indeed go together and that the amalgam was one of hardship and pain, just like the words of the song. http://www.jamesstraussauthor.comhttp://www.themastodons.comhttp://www.from-the-chateau-dif.blogspot.comcopyright 2009

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Bill Gather Quartet is a relaxing way to end such a historic day that saw all 60 democrats move the Health Care Bill to a debate on the floor: I can feel labor pains Ameriuca as we are birthing compasssion for pregnant moms , sick, weak. poor and we won!

By Lillene Ebanks - Nov 21st, 2009 at 8:59 pm EST

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God we are so thankful for those 60 Good Samaritan democratic Senators who are on the right side of history as they were in 1935 and 1965 to pass Social Security and Medicade despite the Repuplications fillibuster against the people! God wants us to help our brothers not just think of money! But when Senators are living in luxury they can harden their hears like Pharoe to the cries of the peopleN but this is the fourteen generation since America began and we are cacooning to a multicolored butterfly that will live off of the honey of all the beautiful flowers our Creator have placed here for us, We are thankful for our military famililies and for the People of warn torn Iraq and AfghanastanM we pray for President Karzai who Secretary Hillary Clinton says hopes to have his own army in place by five years without need for US Intervention! God strengthen President Obama so he can lead us to a better life for all of we the people! We pray for Great Britain and may their finances securily sustain us as we weather this financial crisis! We pray for China as they seek to develop and prosper through a partnership with the US! We pray for all the republicans who may hurt now but show them that Gods plan included all His people equally as he knows every hair in their head and he cared for them in the same way the believe they are loved by our Father who art in Heaven!

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One Small Step For the “Majority”, One Giant Leap for Health Care Reform!

By Spin Detective (St. Thomas, VI) - Nov 21st, 2009 at 8:55 pm EST

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Members of the SILENT MAJORITY, we did it again! We’re one step closer to COMPREHENSIVE Health Care Reform!!! We got the Health Care Reform Bill out of the “House’ and tonight, 60 COURAGEOUS Democrat votes advanced the Bill to the “floor” for debate. We showed the Republican Blockade that health insurance contributions may ‘buy’ your vote, but it “can’t buy you love”! Let’s celebrate by contacting the 60 Senate Democrats with a ‘vote’ of “Thanks!” at: www.senate.gov/general/contact information/senators cfm.cfm and/or www.congress.org. Pass the word!

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it is a Party in the USA tonight thanks to our sixty democratic senators who were a united force to help all Americans, Speaker Pelosi, Sen. Teddy Kennedy, and President Obama! We are stronger and wiser!

By Lillene Ebanks - Nov 21st, 2009 at 8:33 pm EST

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We are stronger and wiser!

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8488 Health Care Bill Passed by a vote of 6o to 39 to move the bill forward to a debate on the floor! Thank you my beloved Democrats! We love you and are crying with thankfulness and love!

By Lillene Ebanks - Nov 21st, 2009 at 8:13 pm EST

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8488 health Care Bill paseed by a 60 to 39 vote and debates will start after Thanksgiving break. All the 39 republican senators in the minority voted against moving the Health Care Bill to a discussion on the Senate floor. This day was like two other historic days when republicans voted against Social security in 1935 and .Medicare in 1965!

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Sen Mitch McConnell R- Kentucky minority Leader was mocking people waiting in horpital rooms uninsure "health care cost too much" and the bill will make the situation worse!

By Lillene Ebanks - Nov 21st, 2009 at 7:55 pm EST

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He thought the only thing the debate would be about higher taxes. He wanted to change the debate and thought the Ameriican people opposed this bill! We want life and coverage like you have Sen McConnell! He saidLthere is not one thing in this bill that Americans want" You are a liar from the pits of hell and an idiot too to make such an irresponsible claimB

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Sen Mitch McConnell R- Kentucky minority Leader was mocking people waiting in horpital rooms uninsure "health care cost too much" and the bill will make the situation worse!

By Lillene Ebanks - Nov 21st, 2009 at 7:42 pm EST

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Sen Chris Dodd D Connecticut said nothing is more important to the people thand health care and people are dying without health care which is a basic right advocated by Sen Teddy Kennedy!

By Lillene Ebanks - Nov 21st, 2009 at 7:34 pm EST

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Today this moment in time Americans are glued to C-SPAB to see how our Senators are votingB

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Sen Max Baucus D Montana: Our bill is paid for and reduces the deficit whicle insuring Americans, strengthen medicare, wiil not cut benefits, improve care for seniors, and cut prescription costs!

By Lillene Ebanks - Nov 21st, 2009 at 7:27 pm EST

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We have the historic opportunityto begin debates! History is knocking on our door! Our Bill is fully paid for and reduces the deficit by 100!ioon dollars and reduces the GDP! Seventy times we met to debate and each committe submittes a bill which combined into one bill tonight!

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Sen Mike Enzi R-WY Health, Education, Labor, and Pensions Cmte. Ranking Mbr.r said American are not fooled by this bill. No we are not fools and cinderella's glass slipper fits today we are going to the ball, shoe salesman!

By Lillene Ebanks - Nov 21st, 2009 at 7:12 pm EST

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Sen Enzi critized the bill as a strictly partican bill will harm our job market! I hope they get you off of education as I pity our students with your monetary priorities over a majority voice voting for health care change! Did not want a new entitlement in perpututy but he is looking forward to his social security that democrats fought for in 1935 when republicans fought agaist it like they are doing now! Compared toa Ponzi scheme and thought Congress should be in jail for saddling such a debt on the people b he said people are smarter than thisb Obviously the people voted for a democratic majority and President Obama to get Health care a d they will in spite for your thinking the Ameriican people are being "fooled"!

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Sen Chuck Grassley R-Iowa Finance Comm. Ranking Member: Medicade and Medicare are growing brokeM It seems he wants his coverage but do not care about the uninsured because it add money to health care burden on states! "This billl does worse than nothin

By Lillene Ebanks - Nov 21st, 2009 at 6:43 pm EST

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Do not waste money on defensive medicine. You are on the wrong side of history and finances are not more important than life!

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Sen Tom Harkin D Iowa Like In 35 on Social Security -65 on Medicare call to arms looking to democratic caucus to stand strong move this counrty forward and no to the naysayers!

By Lillene Ebanks - Nov 21st, 2009 at 6:36 pm EST

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Hbistory is on the side od the people who voted for Pres Obama and a democratic majority to get chance as they want heath care and the dearth panel threats did not work in 7935 on socialsecurity or 1965 on Medicare and will fail in 2009!

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Sen Bob Menendez D-New Jersey says Republicians are on the wrong side of history as when it passes we will all enjoy the benefits ! History calls on us to be change agents doing what is right for USA!

By Lillene Ebanks - Nov 21st, 2009 at 6:26 pm EST

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It helps America and it is a truly historic piece of legislation! They stood against Social Security decades ago and now they stand to protect the status quo but this bill is the change Americans voted forB we must fight for chance as it does not come easdy!

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Sen Debbie Stabenow D Michigan Stood up for the lives of individual who lose jobs and insurance ! AarP"champions for seniors" suppot the vote tonight! Sen McCain said to tear up our AARP card , the arrogance of his calliousness toward senior's voice!

By Lillene Ebanks - Nov 21st, 2009 at 6:18 pm EST

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AARpSays vote yes to strengthen medicare by bring down the cost and saving money! But Senator McCain said to tear up our AARP card! How dare his arrogance seniors! Sen Stabenow set up a web site to let peole share their stories!

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Sen Bennett R-Utah if you had something to offer you would vote to discuss your suggestions on the floor and let the democratic majority who won the peoples vote decide on its merit!

By Lillene Ebanks - Nov 21st, 2009 at 6:06 pm EST

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The people put the people in office who they trust so let the games begin!

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Sen Risch R-Iowa complained about the wording on a page dealing with mamograms but his head is in the sand if he does not vote to discuss it on the floor!

By Lillene Ebanks - Nov 21st, 2009 at 5:56 pm EST

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Pretenders!

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Sen. McCain you complain about what is not in the legislation- medical malpractise insurance so why not vote to debate it and let the majority decide on it in a democratic supply and demamnd Capitalism two party system!

By Lillene Ebanks - Nov 21st, 2009 at 5:50 pm EST

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We the people will win!

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Sen. McCain R_ Arizona Presidential candidate the AARPDid not betray pregnant women but You and Prolifers are letting pregnant wothers lose babies to CPS because they are not insured!

By Lillene Ebanks - Nov 21st, 2009 at 5:33 pm EST

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Women around the nationwilling to have babies are denied coverage due to preexisting conditions or. They are uninsured, the illegal immigrants have American citizen babies are looking to some strong leader to step up to put a safety net to protect them too and since they are Displaced Native Americans they are in a catagory of illegal immigrants who have more right to live on their ancestrial land than those from other countries! You said if you lie down with dogs you will get flies I will stand up not lie down thank you! Wish the republicians did no choose to lie down today! T

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Sen. Robert Bennett R- Utah- Lied about not being given a change to offer a bill We know why it has taken so long fillibustering fibbers!

By Lillene Ebanks - Nov 21st, 2009 at 5:05 pm EST

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You had months and centuries to get your bill ready what have you been doing with our tax dollars that can go for pregnant women prolifer who deny women healthcare

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D Maryland Benjamin Cardind and Sen Kaufman D- Deleware stood up for pregnant women denied as preexistin conditions!

By Lillene Ebanks - Nov 21st, 2009 at 4:51 pm EST

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I admire men who stand up for babies not like right wing Republican prolifers who do not defend pregnant women and delivery!

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