We want him away from a ship filled with 5,000 guys, most of whom do not have a clearance.
Nope, Saddam is in Diego Garcia. We have his hidy hole waiting for him there. Some of the best people in British, American, and Jordanian intelligence are going to be giving him the once-over of a lifetime. He will be cut off from reality. The only world he will know are his interrogators, who will offer him up all sorts of wild tales about how his traitorous family members ratted him out; how his cow of a wife sold him to the Americans for more money; how it was his nephew Mustafa, that good-for-nothing who couldn't be trusted with the family money, who gave up the ghost for thirty pieces of silver.
They will stoke his emotions and his hate. He'll be told that bin Laden has been captured and that Binnie is singing like a canary, implicating Saddam in all sorts of stuff. He will be plied with cigarettes and liquor, then deprived for long periods of time while that awful light remains on in middle of his cell.
Scotland Yard and FBI interrogators with years of experience will lead the interrogation. The Jordanians will seem friendly, fellow Muslims who will endeavor to understand him and will listen as decades of resentment and grievance come boiling out of Saddam's personal intellectual cauldron. They will be the good cops.
In the background, in a place that Saddam will never see, will be several very experienced Israeli intelligence officers from Mossad and Shin Bet. They are colonels and psychiatric officers who have made it their life's work to understand this broken man. They will be the intellectual architects of Saddam's personal emotional collapse. The Americans and the British will take their cues from the Israelis. The Jordanians will never know that the Israelis are even on the Island, unless an understanding has been reached with King Abdullah beforehand.
Saddam thought he might be able to resist torture. The hallmark of modern interrogation technique is to give the subject nothing to resist against.
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Chris