We are sitting on wickedly reclining chairs with our feet in the fine white sand. We are different now. Opposite is our brand new compatriot grinning and plying us shamelessly with margaritas on the rocks with salt. We are watching the July sun setting over a lazy Caribbean. Our Caribbean. But it wasn’t always this way. Sometimes it’s just necessary to come clean; to take responsibility or, for that matter, to deftly shift blame for the things that happen. In this case the f