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On Saturday morning, six Codepink loons got dressed in their low-rent duds and loaded the Dodge Ram with a huge "Wanted" sign featuring Posada in pre-geriatric days. Cuban radio had trumpeted the matter, and more than 200 Posada Carriles backers gathered outside the Little Havana restaurant. They carried signs and wore T-shirts that read "Codepink is a pro-Al-Qaeda terrorist organization"; "Por qué no te callas?" (Why don't you shut up?); and, my favorite, "Codepink is close to red."
The arrival turned into a chase. Some protesters spit on the car. Miguel Saavedra of Vigilia Mambisa screamed irrationally about Posada's heroism. "The FBI wouldn't be protecting [Posada Carriles] if he were an alien terrorist," he added. The mob ripped part of the sign from the back of the pickup. On a delightful YouTube video of the chaos made by journalist Carlos Miller, one guy carrying a Cuban flag is heard proclaiming, "The streets belong to the Cubans." A woman in curlers alleges Venezuelan president Hugo Chávez is paying the peaceniks.The Codepinkos stopped on a back street several blocks from Versailles. As counter-protesters closed in, a bicycle cop named Andres Valdes intervened, Benjamin recalls. "He said, 'It's not safe. You need to get out of here.'" Police urged people to "use their brains." They sounded their sirens and finally dispersed the angry hundreds. Officers also allowed the peaceniks to stage a press conference in the Miami PD parking lot.
The next day, several Codepink members decided to eat at Versailles, where, Benjamin reports, the food was "mediocre." They were pelted with eggs when they left. Then they camped out in front of Ros-Lehtinen's house. She didn't exit, so they visited her office the next day — where five police cars and even more officers kept a few protesters in check. And on Tuesday, they met with Miami higherups; one called them "provocateurs" — just as several counter-protesters had.
The fracas at Versailles — which received all the news coverage — could have been avoided with better police protection, Barry and Benjamin contend. Indeed, Barry explains, they needed more officers. "Four cops, one bicycle cop, two cars — that's all we got," Barry complains.
This is where I get angry. On the Saturday when only those police officers showed up, Miami Det. James Walker was buried. The decorated member of the domestic violence unit heard gunfire outside his wife's apartment and was shot dead by a thug with an AK-47. Walker was a hero who died at age 30. The cops protecting Codepink could have been paying their respects to a fallen comrade.
Yet the group seems unashamed of its behavior. Codepink plans another protest in Miami on February 9.
"Maybe you want to think twice?" I ask Benjamin and point out the need for more cops on the street in this crime-ridden metropolis.
"We are so gonna do this, and they are so gonna protect us," she responds. "We are doing a service to this town that the people who live here are afraid to perform."