The action in protest at the Australian visit of General Barry MCaffrey,
the US commander of the global Drug War was produced as a collaboration between myself
representing the Nimbin HEMP Embassy and Justice Action, the Sydney based prisoner action
alliance.
I worked all through Monday night using the premises of Breakout Press in Chippendale
cutting and glueing cardboard to make two skeleton puppets to represent the drug war
warriors of Caffrey and Watters. They were to be 4 metres high and carried on a backpack
by stilt walkers. But the vision was too ambitious and by 8 am I had two indentical
puppets with articulated arms that could be carried using their central pole - no
backpacks and no legs.

The media started ringing in at 9am to confirm the meeting between Watters and
McCaffrey as we had advertised. Our media release had created a favourable ambiguity. By
the time we were driving to Sydney Town Hall for our action, the media were telling me
where to find the real McCaffrey - a media lunch at the International Media Centre
courtesy of the Department of Foreign Affairs and Trade.
About 20 people had answered our call and showed up at Sydney Town Hall. They comprised a
crew from Justice Action organised by Brett Collins, a crew organised by Tony Spanos and
the Graffitti Hall of Fame and a Timbarra crew from Nimbin (Shamus, Lawrence, Jason and
others) who I had met by chance at the Newtown Festival the previous day. At that Festival
I also met Hemlock, the acrobat/stiltwalker who has carried the Police Helicopter in the
past two Mardi Grasses, and he came to help with the puppets.
Two tv news cameras (Network Ten and Channel 7) turned up and an ABC Radio journalist.
We got the puppets rigged and staged the epic meeting of the drug warlords on the steps of
Sydney Town Hall. The skellie puppets were identical except that McCaffery had a dollar
sign on his chest and Watters, a cross.
The Watters puppet waited in the arch way of the Town Hall entrance looking magnificent
against the architecture. (We had sought no permits and the security guards were jumping
but powerless in the face of this grandeur of image.) The McCaffrey puppet approached
along the pavement of George Street and climbed the steps. The puppets met on the landing,
circled and performed their macabre dance of death.

The dance was flanked by placards reading: "The Law is the Crime. End
Prohibition", "Salvo Watter thrives on Misery", McCaffery Drug War Lord -
1.5 million prisoners, 7000 casualties pa".
As soon as the cameras came on Shamus, who was holding the Watter puppet found his voice
and took off in a booming monologue that carried over the traffic about the evils of the
Drug War.
We repeated the meeting twice for the cameras and then walked the puppets 4 blocks down
George Street on the road. The height gave them a powerful presence and, although we held
up traffic, we were received with smiles and looks of wonder. No aggression at all.
At the building that housed the IMA on the 29th floor, we parked the puppets and sent a
delegation to seek a meeting with McCaffrey - Kilty O'Gorman (editor of Framed and 20 year
old daughter of Lee Rhiannon MLC), Seal (feral layout artist at Breakout) and myself.
We found the IMA only lightly defended. We were confronted by a honey blonde who turned
out be a NSW Police officer surnamed Bilby (cute!) and a grim US security agent who glared
at us and refused to give us his name. When Constable Bilby came out, Kilty moved fast and
put her foot in the door. Determined and fearless she was an inspiration to me.
We were told the luncheon was for invited media only and ordered to leave the floor at
once. Kilty said as editor of Breakout she ought to have been invited. "Me too as a
writer for Nimbin News", I piped up. Our feet were firmly planted on that floor so
Bilby got on her moblie and called security.
A small work weary man came by clutching papers, went in, enquired about our disturbance
and came out to speak to us. It was perfect happen-chance because, although he would not
say his name, he revealed himself to be the PR flak for the McCaffrey tour.
"What is your message to General McCaffrey?" he asked. "End the war on
drugs" I replied.
The PR flak explained that there was no War on Drugs. General McCaffrey was merely
excising a cancer that had grown on society. And what's more McCaffrey was, comparatively
speaking, a progressive who had allocated $US3 billion of his $US18 billion for new, less
punitive approaches such as drug courts.
"When will he announce an amnesty for the prisoners of the Drug War?" I asked.
"Amnesty can mean many things", the PR flak replied. The spin master was on the
back foot.
The dialogue went on for about for about 10 minutes and when the building security
arrived, they stood by listening. When we chose to leave the security guys escorted us in
the lift and I asked one of them who was from Chile what he thought of US drug policy in
South America. "I can't say", he said but in a way that made clear he was pissed
off too. So was the Lebanese taxi driver who later drove us down town.
In the foyer we waved at the six police officers who went by enroute to eject us.
Outside I was interviewed by a journalist for AAP about drugs in sport and I took the
opportunity to announce our intention to produce the HEMP Olympix in Sydney in August next
year as a drugs all in. "If you use performance enhancing drugs, we want to see you
in action at the Sydney 2000 HEMP Olympix".
And we are demanding an amnesty for all the prisoners of the Drug War in NSW jails. This
coalition between Justce Action and the HEMP Embassy promises to be powerful.

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