Last week I saw the movie Argo,
which is probably one of the best films I’ve seen in a long time. The setting is Iran during the takeover
of the American Embassy and subsequent hostage crisis in the late 1970’s. The drama, tension, and attention to
detail make this a must-see flick.
I was in college during this confrontation and remember the time
vividly—Ted Koppel on ABC-TV starting the late night Nightline broadcast to
update viewers on the day’s events, the disastrous rescue in the desert, and
the general hostility and distress felt by the populace and U.S.
government.
[Spoiler Alert—if you do not know the plot of the movie please stop
reading.]
I also recall attending the ticker
tape parade down Broadway for the returned hostages. I was in graduate school in New York City and wanted to show
my support for these individuals.
It was also a way to release the pent-up frustration we all had during
the 444 days of the takeover. I
remember being very patriotic at the time. The one fuzzy part during the crisis was the announcement,
one day that six Americans had hid out in the Canadian Ambassador’s home, were spirited
out of Iran, and were now safe.
Upon hearing the news reports I thought, somehow, they were just
fortunate enough to escape to the Embassy of our northern neighbors, lay low
for a while, procure Canadian passports, board a plane, and fly home. I never really gave it a second
thought. Now that Argo has been
released we all realize otherwise.
Without the bravery and cunning of CIA agent Tony Mendez, his Hollywood
support team, and countless others, not to mention the Canadian Ambassador and
his wife, these six individuals would have been hunted down and forced to join
their fellow State Department workers in captivity.
I remember saying a private thank
you to Canada. I didn’t dwell too
much on their flight to freedom since so little information had been
revealed. With the true story now being
seen by millions on screen I know differently. When Argo ended the mostly older audience clapped. They silently stood as the credits
rolled. I believe people in the
theater were silently reliving that time, honoring the bravery and sacrifice of
all the hostages. It was quite a
solemn and moving moment, one I had never felt before after watching a motion
picture.
I also felt like calling the
Canadian Embassy in Washington, D.C. or sending them a telegram thanking them
for what the Ambassador and his wife did those 30+ years ago. While it was the American CIA that
thought of the crazy scheme known as Argo, it was the Canadian husband and wife
that sacrificed much if they were caught or implicated. Let’s not even think of the
international incident their involvement would have caused.
So, I wrote a short note to the
current Canadian Ambassador to the United States, Gary Doer. I told him how the movie had dredged up
memories from the past. Now that I
knew the full story I wanted to thank his country, more formally, for all it
did those many years ago. I hope
it’s not necessary to return such a favor one day.
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