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The Coup That Wasn’t

Before you read any more, know this:

Everything is fine on Roatan. Please keep coming to our island!


“They arrested the President.”

I stop, nearly slipping on the wet tiles of the dive shop, and lower the scuba cylinders hoisted in each hand. My skin still glistens with sea salt and sweat, my mind lost in its mental menagerie of groupers, snappers, barracudas, and jacks encountered on the previous dive. The cacophony of banging tanks and bustling interns fades into the background.

“Army moved in this morning. Two-hundred guys surrounded his house and arrested him. Dragged him out in his pajamas.”

The Boss points to the computer monitor. I quickly scan the displayed website. My gut twists.

Fifteen minutes earlier, I was floating through a weightless silent world as a kaleidoscope of aquatic life frolicked about me. Rivers of blue creole wrasse rippled over the reef, carving living waterfalls around protruding barrel sponges. Parrotfish hovered at forty-five degree angles as translucent cleaning shrimp crawled through their nostrils and gills. A hawksbill turtle glided beside me, heads mere feet apart, our eyes sharing mutual expressions that, down here, everything is right with the world.

Surface side, everything seems wrong.


As word of the President’s arrest circulated the world, I avidly tracked the news reports flowing across the web. The facts don’t match up; each report seems biased towards its originating country. I have been following the progression of events in Tegucigalpa as the crisis neared its boiling point; though I do not claim knowledge of (nor wish to be involved in) Honduran politics, this is the series of events as I best understand:

  • Honduran President Manuel Zelaya proposed that a non-binding public referendum be held to vote whether to call a National Assembly to rewrite the Honduran Constitution— specifically, to remove the one-term, four-year limit imposed on the Honduran Presidency.
  • The proposed referendum was rejected by Congress and the attorney general. The Supreme Court ruled the referendum illegal on two points:
    • Article 239 of the Honduran Constitution, which forbids former chief executives from being re-elected President and requires any citizen proposing such changes to cease carrying out public office.
    • Article 42, Section 5 of the Honduran Constitution, which states that citizenship is lost for inciting, promoting, or supporting the continuation or reelection of the President.
  • Impeachment proceedings began against Zelaya; however, the Honduran Constitution, which was ratified in only 1982, lacks a clear constitutional process for impeaching and/or removing a sitting President.
  • President Zelaya ordered General Romeo Vásquez to use the Honduran Military to distribute the referendum on Sunday, 28 June 2009. Vásquez refused on grounds that the referendum was illegal and to distribute it would violate the Constitution. Consequently, Zelaya fired Vásquez, but the Supreme Court ordered he be reinstated.
  • The morning of the referendum, 200 military personnel, acting on Supreme Court orders, surrounded Zelaya’s house, arrested him in his pajamas, hauled him off to an airport near San Pedro Sula, and flew him to Costa Rica.
  • Congress voted unanimously to accept a purported letter of resignation from Zelaya, who has personally denied composing any such letter.
  • Acting President Roberto Micheletti ordered a 48-hour curfew to stem potential violence and began assembling a new Presidential Cabinet.
  • Many foreign leaders, including Venezuelan President Hugo Chavez and United States President Barack Obama, have condemned the arrest as a coup and refused to work with the interim government. The UN has called for Zelaya’s reinstatement.

Personally, I laud the defense of the national Constitution and condemn the methods with which it was defended.

This is Honduras— therefore, the mishandling of the situation does not surprise me. In a country robbed of its culture by centuries of exploitation, foreign manipulation, and self-destructive corruption, this fledgling republic has scare experience upon which to base a peaceful balance of power. For many Hondurans— deprived for decades of true independence by many of the nations currently criticizing the coup— there exist no conceivable means of impeachment other than the democracy of a loaded gun.

Despite the international outcry, nearly every Honduran I’ve spoken with has been in support of Zelaya’s removal. The President was largely unpopular throughout the last year, enough that his own party led the call for his impeachment. Cheers when out around the island when the news broke. But now, feeling the sting of the international criticism, the most oft-repeated Honduran mantra seems to be “respect our sovereignty.”

Funny the way it is: foreign troops invading another country and disposing of its leader against the will of its people is considered promoting democracy, whereas a national military removing its own leader with the support of the people is undemocratic.

Politics truly is mankind at its lowest.

On Roatan, all is fine so far. The sea is still calm, the water clear, the fish vibrant, the scenery incredible, the drinks flowing, and the laughs rich and heartfelt. We laugh about how this “terrible coup” has wreaked havoc on our lives: there’s tanks rolling down the street, the locals are loaded, and there’s a submarine in the bay. Just a few hundred miles from the epicenter of a swelling international sore, Roatan truly feels a world away. It’s just another crappy day in paradise.

But on the horizon looms the mounting cumulus nimbus of uncertainty. Transportation around mainland Honduras has been interrupted, stranding coworkers and visitors across various parts of Central America. Travelers have already canceled their plans out of misguided fears planted by US travel advisories. And the rumblings of international condemnations indicate the storm is far from over.

Any setback to tourism is a clot in Roatan’s economic arteries— and our island’s heart, still shaken from the recent earthquake, now trembles with the adrenaline of apprehension. The memories of three agonizing days of black outs, blockades, and disrupted business from last year’s RECO protests linger in the minds of the island residents. But supposed coup or not, life goes on as usual— businesses are open, the bars are full, and the scuba diving is phenomenal.

Yes, life goes on; and on Roatan a good life it is.


Photos of Deep Sea Animals

Here are some photos taken from Karl Stanley’s submarine Idabel during my third deep sea submarine expedition this past week.

We maxed out at 1300ft and spent 3.5 hours cruising down Lophelia Reef, an amazing ecosystem of lophelia corals, white sponges, squat lobsters, pompom anemones, cat sharks, and sea lillies adorning house-sized boulders of fossilized coral and basalt.

The submarine is the hardest shooting environment I’ve encountered— low light, movement (both the sub and the animals), distorted perspective (the submarine’s convex viewport messes with depth perception), and cramped environment. On this expedition I mostly shot video (currently being editing), but several my still photos turned out decent.

Lia, I have no idea how you did it. I guess talent helps.

Enjoy these shots of alien life!


300ft: The surface fades away.


350ft: Massive elephant ear sponge


400ft: Looking up Half Moon Bay wall


700ft: Sea lilly reaching into the darkness


800ft: Unidentified fish (Karl claims to have never seen it before)


900ft: Polka dot anglerfish


1000ft: The sponge belt


1000ft: White sponges in the sponge belt


1100ft: Brilliant pompom anemone


1100ft: Incredible 30+ft long deep sea siphonophore (yes, this is an animal)


1300ft: Brittle stars along a wire coral


1300ft: Blood red anemone


1300ft: Squat lobster and crinoid

Yellow submarine

Tonight is Friday.

In many parts of the Western World, Friday is a special night of the week reserved for mischief and mayhem. After languishing for five days at the office, monotonously battling the personal demons deviously conspiring unleash their tequila-fueled furor upon the week’s conclusion, five o’clock finally arrives. As the sun sets, a new weekend rises. For this one night, mere anarchy is loosed upon the world. (Then Saturday comes— recovery; and Sunday— repentance).

On Roatan, mere anarchy is a pervasive state of mind. How else can one rest comfortably in a Third World country while the government undergoes a miniature coup? Oh, wait, that’s right: on the beach with a glass of rum and pineapple.

I’m showering off the sea salt and rolling out on the West End Night Dive……. for now, enjoy this sneak preview of some shots from Karl Stanley’s submarine

30ft long Siphonophore at 1100ft
Deep sea anemone at 1300ft
Anglerfish at 900ft
Squat lobster and crinoid at 1300ft


All Quiet on the West End Front

Welcome back to surreality!

This is just a quick update to explain my lack of updates over the last week. It’s not that I haven’t had material to write about. I have, and that is the problem. For those eager for the next update in the adventures of TheScubaGeek, I offer this list of events in my life. Each of these items warrants a proper follow-up article (and I swear I’ll get them done), but for now, this is the best I can manage at 1am on Honduran highspeed….

  • Pete found a juvenile lionfish at 38ft near Dixie’s Place. We captured the bugger and brought him to the surface, where he survived for three days on a diet of rum and Funions.
  • A poisoned dog dropped dead on the Coconut Tree Divers dock. Submarine Karl said he didn’t need the carcass to feed the six-gill sharks, so we took Lassie for her last walk… rope, cinderblock, boat, and abyss.
  • I was dive-bombed by an eight-foot manta ray in an incredibly rare encounter with the living leviathan (my first on Roatan). My Open Water students (on only their second dive!) have no idea how spoiled they are…
  • I crossed paths with an enormous loggerhead turtle at 50ft on White Hole. It had approximately a four foot carapace and a wicked prehistoric tail.
  • And last but not least,

  • I spent three and a half hours in Karl Stanley’s submarine Idabel shooting video of the crazy inhabitants of the deep sea. This expedition (my third with Karl) certainly deserves its own article… how else can I descibe the mindblowing experience of cruising 1300ft underwater in a homemade submarine. Story, pictures, and movies coming soon……..

Right, more updates coming when my eyes can focus… until then…

I love my life!!!