CARMEN PROETTA - GIBRALTAR WITNESS TO IRA EXECUTIONS

A LONELY WITNESS TO MASSACREevery fall on the machinations of a State and a slur on
Window to Hell.democracy, then this botch up of a security measure,
She stood elegantly before a hushed, restrained court,would hit the neon lights of international notoriety with
every inch the beauty Queen who had not asked tocalculated aim. There is no need to go into a minute
be there. Her composure was on the brink of collapse.study of the events leading up to the killings, to know
She feared the worst but was determined to see it allthat it was a politically motivated, vengeful act of
through after the years of threats, defamation, andhatred, of historic proportions. What must be
perhaps removal from the scene by sinister means.understood however, that the resulting outcry from a
Carmen, a young Gibraltarian housewife, whose onlyvery vulnerable, unaided housewife, came from a
claim to this unusual stardom was standing at herheart provoked by two distinct sources – her
apartment window and seeing three people gunnedpassionate love of her community and her disgust for
down, in an act that challenged every nerve of herpeople who took lives so mercilessly. An additional
Christian mind. Carmen, an unduly sensitive womanfactor, was the clear indication that the gunned figures
with an iron will of her very own, survived thehad surrendered to the challenge by the armed
enormous ordeal of challenging the chicanery of thepersons by putting their arms up and that shooting
very State and the woman who later said with gusto,them down was obviously unnecessary. Carmen was
“I pulled the trigger” . This woman whothen unaware of the nature and motivation behind the
happened to be no other than the Iron Lady, Margaretkillings, but was to understand to her horror, very soon,
Thatcher, in her unmistakeable manner, summonedwhen the packaged information, too slickly presented
every British sinew to support her every action in whatwith an overdose of lined up information, flashed on
she described as the fight for the integrity of thethe television screen so neatly. She knew then, that
nation. The very President of Ireland himself, had nothe victims included a young boy on holiday - that they
option, but to question that very intelligence whenwere all Irish Catholics and that Gibraltar was in very
asked to bale her out. “If it had not been done withgrave danger of becoming a bloody battleground that
such lack of intelligence, I might have perhaps beencould destroy hundreds if not thousands of innocent
able to help” or very similar words to that effect.local lives. The fact that it was Thatcher, the British
For the hapless, Carmen Proetta, the vision of horrorPrime Minister behind it, who was in the front line, did
with bullet after bullet exploding horrifically inches withinnot mitigate a massacre of this scale, in a small, highly
the body surfaces and spouting human blood thereexposed community, incapable of defending itself.
was nothing British about it. Cries of help from peopleA small community in a nightmare
with hands held up clearly above their heads were toThe local fear was highlighted by denouncements of a
remain engraved forever on her mind. Innocent peoplecritical few locally who were spurned by the rest and
in terms of presumed innocence, summarily mownthought that the act had been a necessary step in the
down, without help or jury to determine their guilt, wereprevention of the explosion that would have taken
clawing the air for life, right in front of her very eyes. Aplace otherwise. Carmen like thousands of others who
fleeing victim, shot in the back and a soldier`s bootrealised that the so called facts made little sense, had
smashing into a rib cage to stop that pumping heart,little choice, but to stand up and say, at least, what she
put the final authoritiative scenes into place and seensaw. Who, why and wherefore, was not her concern
clearly by another silenced, unwilling witness. Theand at the end of the day, what she did, helped to
young, happily married main witness, a woman lookingsoften angry hearts determined to make every stone
forward to a life of glamour and sunshine frolics on thebleed in return, including those in the land where the
Costa del Sol where she had a second home, waslives had been taken. The chilling presence of the
spiritually dead. Her very life had just been forfeited infamily of the slaughtered at the unreal petrol pumps of
that very instant as she became a witness for thethe station where the lives had been taken, made
prosecution of the very State of Gibraltar and that ofevery local citizen experience an emotion never felt
Britain of which she was a noble citizen. What was tobefore. This lonely, brave citizen effectivley saved
follow eventually ended up in the Guiness Book ofGibraltar´s honour and unwittingly became an unsung
Records and hundreds of web pages to the effect.hero much taken to by Irish Catholics who followed
She won case after case against the hounding Pressevery step of her crucifiction culminating at the trial
- no doubt forming part of that trigger that tragically,which took place in Gibraltar – a book, a song, a
painfully and obscenely destroyed lives – lives whichgarland of lillies from a culture which took her straight
however perversive could not have merited suchto its heart. There is no doubt whatsoever in the full
unconstitutional, fearsome, public executions. Theymeaning of the events, that the ugly petrol station in
were, after all, supposed terrorists – with an amountwhich three people lost their lives at the hands of
of apparent evidence with respect to one of them.others would have been the first of the many centres
They were supposedly (and inexplicably under theof such depravities that would have taken place in the
circumstances), about to blow up a car in the middle ofsmall tinder box of this British piece of territory.
nowhere or just when a parade was about to go by.Crammed tight with local citizens, including descendants
Whatever, future evidence and indeed instant appraisalof the very Irish themselves and raw navies in every
by those with a bit of British common sense, showedconstruction placement, this Catholic stronghold, would
clearly that the whole scenario was a minutely plannedhave suffered an unworthy fate. Whether or not
exercise designed to produce a viable, publiclyCarmen had stood up, the ex Governor of Gibraltar
acceptable, shoot-to-kill decision.shot down some time later, would have been hit in any
An assault on the sensescase but the bomb that was apparently diffused in a
For Carmen however, none of this had anything to doMain Street shopping arcade and to which site the
with the numbness and terrifying assault to her senseslocal authorites were guided, would have been the first
(and that of many others effectively silenced) that theof a great many that thankfully, never came.
scene from hell produced. Neither was she aware ofAn unexpected heroine.
the complete bag of tricks that would be thrown atCarmen, did not set out to be a heroine and certainly
her to deter her from her sense of duty, which hernot a prophet in her own land, but it must be assumed
British and Gibraltarian supported scale of values madethat it takes guts, very strong guts to challenge the
quite clear. Any mere mortal would have succumbedvery State that feeds and protects you. That
at the very first signs of public hatred whipped up by aprotection was removed. The status in which she is
manipulated British Press. What Margaret Thatcherheld by those who understand what she stood for, is
and the various departments of state involved in herhowever, worthy of one who shows us all up when it
own, very exclusive manner of swatting irritants, didcomes to deciding between creature comfort and
not know, was that Carmen Proetta, of diehard,principles supposedly bred into Christians and British
Genoese descent, was as unbendable even to hercitizens, on those laps for which the State pretends to
own family, as any mere mortal could be. Carmen,be so responsible for. Whatever the bloody prelude to
possessed with the spirit and confidence of a naturallythe event and the outrage that they produce in the
intelligent woman with a photographic mind, equalledminds of those brought up on ethical values shaken by
the Iron Lady, in every respect except her loathing ofterrorism, the convenient removal of those values
lies and manipulated truths. It was this that was to laterunder the guise of social interests, for similar pursuits,
make her such a champion of British legal victims ofmakes little sense and only helps to further erode the
the Coast. Thatcher had met her match and everydespair of the young, clinging to flimsy reasons for
attempt to destroy Carmen´s credibility fell on thestaying alive. Today, top social experts and writers
very rocks that parody the part of the Peninsular itself.agree that terrorism is a symptom of an underlying
For Carmen, the lives destroyed had to be accountedmalady which has to addressed before political action
for and every sleepless night, and admonishment, fromcan be justly applied. Whilst this is not always possible
terrified members of her own family, fell on thosein the short term, at medium and long term level the
selfsame pillars which kept her alive, meaningful andresults of transparent dialogue on both sides thems
happy.often dictate the next course of mutual decisions.
In her early life, Carmen had always been a beautyWhat happened in Gibraltar was a clear indication of
Queen by right. Her leggy, voluptousness, much madecalculated terrorism of its own variety born of
of by the sleezy press, gave her instant access to thevengeance and lack of genuine intelligence involving
lights and critical appraisal of the glamour crowd. Kimthousands of innocent accomplices. Nobody seriously
Novak was a close pale copy, if character waswell informed with respect to the event, believes it to
anything to go by. Anyone meeting Carmen head on,be anymore than a hamfisted scenario planned well
knew what that meant. Her walkouts when unfairlybefore its D Day.
challenged and misunderstood, paid tribute to aToday, a tired but happy Spanish Court interpreter with
stubborness that only Thatcher would have identifiedhundreds of British families grateful for those special
with. The pity lies in Carmen´s lost opportunities asprivileges and advise received outside line of duty, is
her future lay in potential ruin with sick cries ofgrateful to be alive to be able to perform them. Her
prostitution, Mafia connections and accusations of sly,close family, still a target of a frustrated and sick few,
behind the scenes payments, for standing against hercarry on regardless, convinced that their high
national heritage. A long story which ended with thestandards of education, principles and public
first of the realistic evaluations of the massacres byacceptance, are due to her creative authority. This
the Television analysis, “Shadow on the Rock”,authority is shared with the same husband/father Maxi
was crowded with every attempt to dissuade herwho lived those concerns for so long and some say,
from standing up and being counted. If shame shouldperhaps, with greater protective intensity.