Chapter 25
Closer Ties with Moscow
United Nations, New York City, New York.
Canadian Ambassador Walter Shale sat in his office in the UN headquarters. He
was joined by California Ambassador Ridley Jones. Jones had been living in the
Canadian offices ever since he was snuck in by the Canadian diplomatic mission.
Jones was too afraid of being arrested if he ever left the offices, knowing
that the US government has said any government official from California would
be tried for treason if caught.
“Thank you for the new clothes,
Walter.”
“Ha ha. It wasn’t a problem.”
“Any chance I could get some steak
up here?” Jones smiled.
“I’ll see what I can do.” Shale said
laughing again. “I don’t mind having you around, but this office is getting a
bit crowed.”
“Yeah. You think?”
“We are trying to get you your own
office. I am moving some of my deputies to other places in order to give you
your own office space.”
“That would make my job a whole lot
easier. Thanks for the security detail. Even though I wear the maple leaf out
of the office, I can tell that the Americans are watching me.”
“Don’t worry about it. You are safe.
Did you watch the Prime Minister’s address last night?”
“Yes I did. Strong words.”
“The Canadian government is taking a
stand against American aggression. They have called for a diplomatic solution
to your dilemma.”
“That would be a good resolution.”
“Don’t get too excited. Our sources
say that the Americans are not having it. So the Prime Minister and the
Minister of Defense are preparing for war.”
Jones looked at the Canadian with a
straight face. “I hope it doesn’t come to that, but I am glad that if it does
that we have such a great ally.”
“I feel the same way.” The
Ambassadors looked at each other in silence. Jones caught a glimpse of the
clock.
“Look at the time. Walter, it looks
like I have a meeting soon.”
“Who are you meeting with?”
“I have separate meetings with
Mexican and Russian diplomats today.”
“I will leave you to it then. Have a
good day Ridley.”
“Likewise Walter.” Ambassador Shale
left the office and left the Californian to turn it into his own office for the
time being. Jones ruffled through his papers trying to get everything in order.
He kept looking at the clock on the wall, and then his watch. Constantly
checking the time. Waiting for his appointment to arrive. He was expecting the
Mexican deputy ambassador first. Jones waited another hour since Shale left,
until finally he was told of the arrival of the Mexican deputy.
“Hola, Señor Garcia.” Jones stood up
and shook Deputy Garcia’s hand.
“Hola, Señor Jones.”
“Please have a seat.”
“Gracias. Your office reminds me of
the Canadian ambassador’s.”
Jones laughed. “You are quite
observant. Maybe I should get a new decorator and put a little California flair
in here.” Both gentlemen shared a laughed. “So shall we discuss our little
amount of business?”
“Yes. Before we get started, you
know that this is not an official visit. Since our countries do not have
diplomatic relations, this is an unofficial visit and non-binding until
approved by Mexico City.”
“Understood.”
“Great. Now why did you invite me
here today?”
“Well I was hoping that we would be
able to solve the problem of our diplomatic relations.”
“I have told you before. The Mexican
Senate is still debating California recognition.”
“Yes, I understand that. But I would
also like to say again how beneficial a close relationship between our
countries would be. We are bordering nations and would be a very good thing for
us to have close ties. I would also like to put forth the large Latino, and
more specifically Mexican, population living in ROC borders.”
“Those are all good points and all
points that the Senate is discussing. There is just nothing I can do for you at
this time. I can only give my recommendation for recognition, which I have said
that I can more than willingly do for you. So if you are only going to give me
the same whole story then I can be on my way.” Garcia stood up.
Disappointed, Ambassador Jones spoke
up, “I didn’t want it to come to this, but there is one more thing. So please
sit back down.”
Deputy Garcia sat back down. “What
is it?”
“My country has given me more
information to give to you if our conversation did not go in the right
direction. We would like Mexico to extend diplomatic recognition to California.
Mexico does not need to be an ally, just the relations are enough and
neutrality is ok. But the California government is set to impose a trade
embargo with Mexico. No imports into Mexico or out, including the movement of
persons across the border and/or money back to families still living in Mexico.
The California military is also prepared to impose a naval blockade on Mexican
ports. If diplomatic relations are not met, and Mexico continues to support the
US, California is prepare to receive to treat Mexico as a hostile nation and
will take any actions necessary including cross border military actions. But if
Mexico remains neutral, California is also prepare to say that they are ready
to defend our southern neighbors in the instance of American hostilities. So
please pass that onto the Mexican Senate and see if that speeds up the process.”
The two diplomats stood up. “Good day Señor Garcia.”
“Adios, Señor Jones.” Ambassador
Jones watched the deputy leave the office and ruffled through more papers. He
found the piece of paper that he was searching for and then began typing away
on the computer.
An hour passed as he waited for his
last meeting of the day. He was meeting with a Russian deputy ambassador. This
was an unscheduled meeting, having only been asked to meet by the Russian the
day before. Jones was very anxious to find out what he was willing to talk
about. Another hour passed, and Jones was starting to wonder if he was being
stood up. Just when he was ready to give up hope, he was told of the Russian’s
arrival.
“Ah hello Sergei.”
“Privet Ridley,” replied Sergei
Agapov, the Russian deputy UN ambassador. Agapov spoke with a very heavy
Russian accent.
“So Sergei, can I assume that this
meeting is important since it was so hastily asked for?”
“Yes, Ridley it is. I will have to
remind you that this meeting is unofficial and I was never in fact here.”
“Yes, yes, yes. I keep getting the
same spiel. I know the drill.”
“Very well then. I come here today
to tell you that, while not extending diplomatic relations, Russia would like
to support your revolution.”
“If you aren’t going to recognize us
as a country, then how are you going to support us?”
“Russia will not recognize you
because you are weak. We are still not convinced that you can hold back the US.
Russia cannot afford to weaken relations with the US over supporting a lost
political cause within American borders. But Russia will make you strong.
Russia is committed to a Californian victory. Russia wants a strong California
and Russia will make you strong. We would like to help fund your military. We
will provide money and arms through Canada in order to support your fight. We
know your navy needs a little help as well. So, Russia would like to give you
three nuclear submarine fighters to help sure up your naval capabilities.”
“Wow.” Jones was thrown back by what
Sergei had just said. He really never expected this. California intelligence
coming out of Russia had never prepared him for this. “Sergei, my friend, you
have given me a lot to think about. I will of course bring what you said to the
Minister of Defense and to President Stanton.”
“Thank you my friend.” The diplomats
shook hands and the Russian left the California ambassador to once again sit
alone in the Canadian office. Ridley then turned to his computer and began
typing an email to the Minister of Defense.
To
Minister Davidson. This will be just a short message as I cannot type too much.
I have information that allows me to recommend going through with Operation
Moscow. We must seek closer ties with Moscow.
Coming Soon: Radical Liberals debate over their future. The American Civil War causes more worldwide ripples. Rumblings in New Mexico.
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