
Greetings ST, ‘Ettes, ‘Sieurs, and All!
His Graciously Unleashedness/Unwokeness has asked yours truly to reflect on his transformation from an “international man of mystery” (IMOM) to an instantly recognizable man of action/raconteur known as: “Simon Templar”. Therewith comes a tale.
Let me say at the outset that simplicity suits the truth best. A basis in facts, generously shared, can give creativity space to spread its wings. My earlier efforts to pay homage to ST’s “Lt. Dangerous” episode, led me to expect the unexpected regarding ST’s nom-de-guerre/nom-de-plume/nom-de-pixels. Join me, dear netizens of Unleashed/UnWoke as the story unfolds.
Surprisingly, the quest started off quite matter-of-factly:
First name first: “Simon”. ST isn’t certain where/when this moniker began, (“I’ve always been Simon, just Simon.”) but it stuck. Maybe, it’s from ‘Simon says…’, since his capacity for creative leadership was so close to the surface in his encounters with his “grunts” [enlisted Marines]? I’ll leave the answer to this in the annals of unwritten history, since further speculation about it will lead us further from the rest of the story.
Our background is a series of annual/semi-annual, coordinated drug-interdiction exercises [“Exercise Fuerzas Unidas-Contradrogas Riberena”] with partner nations all up and down the “spine” of the Andean Ridge (Argentina, Bolivia, Chile, Colombia, Ecuador, Peru and Venezuela). Our soundtrack might include the strains of the Andean flute. Our setting (Iquitos, Peru on the Amazon Riverwalk) is a gathering of participants at a celebratory dinner marking the end of one such exercise. In the space between exquisitely-prepared (possibly exotic) foods, well-chosen drinks such as Chilean pisco (brandy), cigars, and camaraderie, anything can happen…
As the evening progressed, an unknown woman, who made her surroundings fade into the background, with a voice as sultry as the night air – and as lilting as a shepherd’s bells – made her way to the table where Simon and others were seated. Casting an appraising glance from one guest to another, her gaze rested on one in particular. She smiled, pointed at him, and said: “And you, you must be Simon… Yes, you are Simon: Simon Templar.”
She left them, as unexpectedly as she had come.
Thus, our Graciously Unleashedness/Unwokeness came to be known as “ST”. (Step aside, Sir Roger Moore.)
Best Ettes EVAH
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Peruvians in Lima have an unflattering name for the girls of Iquitos. This girl was hot by local standards but may have been a bit too indigenous to score 10 with the NYNY jet setters.
One of my jarheads bought a sugar-shack just outside of Iquitos. Wouldn’t be surprised if he isn’t living there by now with hot and cold running señoritas.
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Think of Plan Mexico as MELDEP on steroids.
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The second E in MELDEP is for exchange. Can not forget that part nakrap
Did I tell you about the Peruvian Marine Colonel that I helped install in Camp Lejeune after he blew up the Japanese Ambo’s house circa 1996?
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Or the US Ambo’s wife who/m wanted me to take my lunch at the staff’s table.
I was the ‘bodyguard’ for a US Congressman who was interested in providing ‘oversight’ to my riverine counterdrug program in Peru. Congressman got me a seat at the big people’s table.
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At this meal I had to eat soup that was served cold/ room temperature.
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I felt like Jethro Bodean, double naught spy.
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Please tell us more about this Peruvian Colonel! You have the best stories 🙂
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Remember when a Peruvian terrorist group/ freedom fighters captured the Japanese Ambo’s house during his birthday party?
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https://www.history.com/this-day-in-history/fujimori-orders-assault-on-japanese-ambassadors-home
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behind paywall or something but
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Wow!!!
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She wanted you to take lunch at the staff table!?!? Are you effing kidding me? What a stupid witch.
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The Congressman was there to provide oversight for my program. I was there to translate (Spanish/English & English/Spanish) and keep him from harm.
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There was a general from SouthCom who thought he was something special. I always gave him a police escort with motorcycle cops and sirens blazing on the squad cars in escort. We even caused an accident once when a motorcycle ran into one of our escorts. It was all for show! It was all for the general’s
ego but for the congressman, who stayed more low key.
Glory Dayz!
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Sounds like in reality, you were overseeing him a lot more than he was overseeing you 🙂
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One could say that without fear of lying.
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What did the Peruvian Colonel end up doing at Camp Lejeune? Also, was he being promoted, or was he escaping from Peru?
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He was escaping assassination by one or the other active terrorists groups.
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Wow!
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He personally set all the demo for the recapture of the Japanese Ambassador’s house in Lima, Peru. The bad guys wanted him dead and very dead after a long torture.
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…and so I am kicked off L2 on trumped up charges.
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You are so amazing, Simon. L2 are a bunch of losers.
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Losers who don’t want winners in their sandbox.
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The worst kind of losers. They are traitors, really, to America. The way they treated you was beyond disgraceful.
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They put themselves above our nation. Which is ok by me but not when actively tearing down the nation simultaneously and at the same time.
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BDB hated me before I met him. Remember, I told you about dudes like him?
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Yes. He is such a nasty piece of work.
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He is an archetype.
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Unfortunately.
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Remember walking over yonder to talk with the sharecroppers?
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You are so awesome.
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That’s exactly what She said!
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I am always trying to figure out who She is. I think you keep telling me, but I forget 🙂
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The unknown story of American history that only you can tell, Simon.
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His job description would have been written on the Peruvian Exchange Program (PEP) that I initiated for him, his wife and their children.
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It’s all in the official records – dude.
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+the ~6 tons or so of seizures.
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The unknown story in American history.
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That sounds like a preview of coming attractions, if ever I’ve heard one, ST….Say more, por favor y muchisimas, if so inclined. We’re all eyes and ears….
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Saving it for the book but yes sir I was Johnny on the spot as per SOP.
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Just laying out some of the chapters of my biography, if and when.
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Is this the first y’all are hearing this?
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I have vague memories of hearing this story, or at least, parts of it, long ago. But I am pretty sure that you have provided details that until now, I was unaware of.
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For me, too, JaC….
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I worked once in a very high society (for Western Mass, lol) dinner club. They used to have cold soup. They called it Gezpacho. I was never brave enough to try it: it looked like salad dressing to me, and I had no wish to eat it without lettuce 🙂
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Thank you so much for sharing these stories with us, Simon. It is truly an honor. You are a National Treasure!
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“Is this the first y’all are hearing this?”
This fellow seems connected with “Fishing in Mongolia” (my online introduction to your many talents, ST) on a website I subscribed to long ago and far away. How far off target am I? 😀
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