ANON.GU: a·non /əˈnän/ abreviation for Anonymous Guam. We’re everywhere.
Guam is too small. It seems whenever I try to go somewhere to ‘hide,’ I always run into someone trying to do the same.
My general coffeeshop hangout these days is not only a popular destination for the coffeehouse set and lunch crowd, but it is also becoming obvious to people that I can be found there…which can be distracting when I want to prep a blog post or work on a client project.
There is always somebody who want to pass on a tip or offer their opinion on a topical issue.
So, it was with some reluctance I abandoned my routine and headed down to the Mix at the Westin Resort to seclude me and my thoughts from the fray.
And what the ‘blank’ happens? Nothing less than a friggin’ parade!
My ears have been on fire since lunch hour today as the Gb inbox is loaded with speculation that former governor Carl Gutierrez and Bank of Guam president Lou Leon Guerrero met today to plot a strategy to correct the misdirection the island has taken since Calvo/Tenorio took office in 2011. In addition to that heat, is buzz that Calvo was at the same time meeting with speaker Judi Won Pat to secretly plot their own mutually beneficial strategy. Ironically, one source says all four wound up at the same exclusive eatery at the Westin Resort. I wonder what thoughts and concerns whirled in the minds of the foursome when they bumped into each other and caught a gander of who was having lunch with whom.
When I spied Bank of Guam president Lou Leon Guerrero heading in my direction, I didn’t feel compelled to move. She has igged me off so successfully since her days in the legislature as to reduce me to nothingness, that I have effectively become invisible to her.
The invisible man needn’t hide in plain sight.
I ordered a coffee with a nod (they know me here, too) as she disappeared from view.
Then former governor Carl Gutierrez strutted in. Being, as Joe Guthrie calls me, a Carlista, I normally have no problem running into the Gov.
But today, well today was one of those days when I was feeling inward and antisocial…I slipped into a corner to escape his incredible observation skills.
I thought I had succeeded in acquiring my seclusion until I saw Telo Taitague. Then Lil’ Cousin Eddie and then speaker Judi Won Pat.
“WTF??!” I mumbled aloud. I didn’t need the evil eye from Calvo or the banality of small talk with anyone today.
I did my best impression of a ghost. All with such big egos, none could see past their personal agendas, thankfully.
Every one of them furtively slipped into the lower level of the hotel, so I assumed they went into that Japanese restaurant there. No better place for them to hide from the hoi polloi and riff raff than a joint that serves at least one meat items at $20 a slice.
When the coast was clear, I unplugged and hauled ass away from the Westin, and Tumon, fleeing back to the comfort and confines of my little coffeeshop haven, tucked neatly away in a nondescript strip mall in Tamuning.
Anon.Gu are legion. Many eyes in many places. I din’t have to be there to learn what was going on below me.
Apparently Calvo and Won Pat huddled at one table, plotting their private successes together, as they tried to figure out a runaround legislative opposition to Calvo’s agenda (think BJ).
This little tête–à–tête left a couple of blog followers wondering today what the Democratic caucus would think, as there’s been ample suspicion for some time about where Won Pat’s loyalties lie, especially since the career politician decimated the talent in her office to a modicum of what it once was, by her own casual (and unrepentant) betrayal of longterm, dedicated staffers and the institution of Calvo-esque draconian policies; like the one that makes it a firing offense for staff to talk about the office to anyone outside the office - or with anyone within the office, outside of the office - or some such nonsense.
Across the room at the über-expensive Isshin, one stunned diner witnessed Lou and Carl having a hushed lunch filled with lots of smiles and energized conversation.
The diner texted Guamblog - even as I was making a mad dash for the exit only a couple of floors up to report what they observed.
The dropped jaw diner sent a flurry of texts, reporting that the two parties made failed attempts to not gawk at the other. At one point, the fellow patron wrote that the gang of four did speak to each other, with someone trying to take a photo - but that notion, and the camera, were quickly put away.
Though there were plenty of eyes who witnessed this political promenade in Tumon, there were no ears. Leaving most (though not all) of the commentary received thus far mere speculation.
Ultimately, only time will tell what the two parties discussed today - but one idea that has been burning up the phone this afternoon, and the inbox, as word about this lunchtime rendezvouz got out….is that Calvo and Won Pat almost certainly had at the top of their agenda, a lengthy discussion about what to do about the Henry Taitano nomination.
After all, Henry’s mom was the treasurer for Won Pat’s last election campaign. The speaker may recuse her vote, but she is not neutral on the matter according to info coming from other Democrats.
Well, my ears hurt…so, let me get out of here now….because I think I see another parade starting.