The Critic Club

He failed at almost everything.

Juan Pujol García failed boarding school. Failed at running a chicken farm. Failed at a small cinema business. During the Spanish Civil War, he managed the rare distinction of deserting both Republican and Nationalist sides—without ever firing a meaningful shot for either.

By every visible metric, he was useless.

So when he walked into the British Embassy in Madrid in 1940 and offered to spy against Hi**er, they saw exactly what his résumé suggested: a nobody with no training, no contacts, and no value.

They rejected him.

He tried again in Lisbon.

Rejected.

A third attempt.

Still no.

Most people would have quit.

Juan decided to escalate.

If Britain wouldn’t hire him to spy on Germany… he would convince Germany to hire him to spy on Britain.

He crafted a fake identity as a fervent pro-Nazi Spanish official and approached the Abwehr—German military intelligence. He offered his services. They accepted. They gave him training, money, and the codename “Arabel.” His mission: travel to Britain and build a spy network.

He never went.

He couldn’t speak English.

Instead, he stayed in Lisbon and began constructing one of the most audacious intelligence deceptions in modern history.

Using tourist guidebooks, public maps, railway timetables, magazines, and newsreels, Pujol invented an entire spy ring in Britain—27 fictional agents, each with detailed biographies, political beliefs, jobs, personalities, and geographic locations. He described pubs they frequented. He referenced real British military units mentioned in newspapers. He wrote about troop morale, supply movements, industrial production.

All of it fabricated.

His early reports contained mistakes—cultural errors, misunderstandings of British customs. When German handlers questioned inconsistencies, Pujol blamed his imaginary sub-agents. Some were unreliable. Some were drunk. One supposedly died. The Germans even sent pension payments to the widow of a spy who had never existed.

By 1942, British intelligence noticed something odd: Germany was receiving intelligence from “London” sources who did not exist.

They traced it back to Pujol.

Instead of arresting him, they recruited him.

MI5 brought him to Britain and gave him a new codename: Garbo—after Greta Garbo—because of his extraordinary acting ability. He was paired with a skilled handler, Tomás Harris. Together, they refined the deception.

Garbo would send hundreds of reports to Germany—some entirely false, some harmlessly accurate, and some true but intentionally delayed so they were useless operationally. The goal wasn’t to misinform randomly.

It was to build credibility.

By 1944, German High Command considered Garbo one of their most trusted assets in Britain. They funded his nonexistent network with significant payments. He had become a fully embedded double agent—one of the most valuable in the Allied arsenal.

Then came Operation Fortitude.

In the months leading up to D-Day, Allied planners needed Germany to believe the invasion of Europe would occur at Pas de Calais—not Normandy.

Garbo became central to that deception.

He sent over 500 messages reinforcing the illusion that a massive First U.S. Army Group, supposedly commanded by General George Patton, was positioned to strike Calais. Inflatable tanks, fake radio traffic, and dummy landing craft supported the narrative—but Garbo’s human intelligence reports gave it emotional credibility.

On June 6, 1944, as Allied forces stormed Normandy, Garbo sent a message warning Germany of the invasion. It arrived too late to alter events—but proved his loyalty.

Then he sent the crucial follow-up: Normandy was merely a diversion. The real invasion would come at Pas de Calais.

Germany believed him.

Hi**er and his commanders held significant armored divisions in reserve at Calais, waiting for the “main” attack that never came. Those divisions did not reinforce Normandy during the critical early days.

Historians widely agree that Operation Fortitude—and Garbo’s role in it—significantly contributed to the success of D-Day.

In July 1944, Adolf Hi**er awarded Pujol the Iron Cross Second Class.

Months later, Britain awarded him the Member of the Order of the British Empire (MBE).

He is one of the very few individuals in history to receive high military honors from both sides of the same war—for secretly working against one of them.

After the war, fearing retaliation from former N***s, Pujol staged his own death in 1949—complete with documentation—then quietly moved to Venezuela, where he ran a bookstore and taught languages.

For decades, the man who helped misdirect Hi**er lived anonymously.

In 1984, a journalist tracked him down. That year, on the 40th anniversary of D-Day, he returned to Normandy. Veterans who had survived the beaches shook his hand.

The failed chicken farmer had altered the trajectory of a global war.

No military academy had trained him. No government had believed in him. He had no credentials—only imagination, nerve, and the stubborn conviction that he could outwit an empire.

History often celebrates generals.

Sometimes, it’s rewritten by a man in a hotel room with a guidebook.

Daughter wants Magande’s body exhumed

NAMWEEMBA Magande, daughter of late former Minister of Finance and National Planning Ng’andu Magande, is ready to have the remains of her father exhumed so that a paternity test can be conducted.

Namweeba, 38, has submitted in the Lusaka High Court that a DNA test will help ascertain whether Mr Magande was indeed her father or not.

“The plaintiff will aver that there be an order to exhume the remains of the late for purposes of collecting samples to carry out a DNA test with the plaintiff’s DNA samples,” the court documents read in part.

This in a 2025 case in which Namweemba, who was born out of wedlock, sued three administrators of her father’s estate.

She wants the court to order that Mr Magande’s estate be distributed fairly so that she can also benefit from her father’s properties.

Namweemba is unhappy that the administrators have not given an account of her father’s inventory of his assets

She wants the court to grant her an order compelling the administrators and administratrix of the estate to render an account for the full inventory of Mr Magande’s assets.

The complainant also seeks an order compelling the administrators to distribute her father’s estate to the rightful beneficiaries, including herself.

Those sued are Simwaale Magande, an administrator of the estate, while Joyce Mudenda and Nakanjoli Magande, the co-administrators, are second and third defendants respectively.

However, the defendants questioned Namweemba’s paternity and her interest as beneficiary of Mr Magande’s estate.

But the latest court documents show that Namweemba is ready to undergo a DNA test.

“The plaintiff will aver that she is ready to undergo a DNA test provided the same is done with samples of DNA collected from the remains of the deceased,” the documents further state.

And her witness, Sakubita Singongolo, has submitted that Namweemba is his late sister’s daughter and that Dr Magande was her father.

“In 2012, my late sister intimated to me that the father of Namweemba was the late Ng’andu Magande.

“She further informed me that the late Magande was charged for getting her pregnant and that the money was paid to her mother,” Mr Singongolo has submitted.

He says Namweemba was raised in Livingstone by her mother, Ruth Sitali, but never visited her late father’s home because the deceased was unsure of how she would be treated by his wife and children.

Source: Zambia Daily Mail