There has been a sad side to writing this book, in that things are as bad in Colombia as I have made them out to be — maybe worse — and they don’t look like they’re getting better. Colombia, a country of great natural beauty and kind and lovely people, is under a siege laid down by the drug dealers. One can only hope that the courage of the people and the government will endure until these vermin have been imprisoned or expelled, or until they have exterminated themselves.
I hope one day to return to a Colombia at peace with itself.