Sunday, November 27, 2016

Fidel, Fidel, Fidel

You finally died. That chapter of history has more or less ended. The weekend of November 25, 2016. Thanksgiving, indeed. After 90 years of doing things in your island, your way.

Dictator. Of the people? Liar. Men and women of the people allow choices. Freedom. That you did not permit. Deceiver of yourself and the masses you coerced.

We hope that a new chapter arises on that great island nation. Hopefully for the better.

A relatively small country became a large thorn in the side of the biggest power in the world, for a very long time. And the US had little answers.

Your new system was supposed to help Cuba and its Communist Revolution for the poor and the laborer, the proletariat, the lowly that assumed to benefit from the selfishness of capitalism.

But it didn't.

Now your brother is in charge, replacing you by plan and for the continuation of your failed cause.

Good riddance, Fidel.

My professors of Chile knew and believed in you, confided in you, thought that the world wide plan of Communism was right ... But then they worked for the diplomatic corps of China, then Cuba, and then East Germany, perhaps worst yet under Soviet rule. Hard to imagine a place worse than China where millions disappeared under the auspices the of the People's Republic of Mao. A terrible,  miserable, unbelievable joke.

And they, my teachers, the two Rojas, escaped from your maddening  schemes of "healing the planet" this socialistic plan of intervention.

Hog wash. It was just a new means to exploit and undermine the people.

Some got better health care or medicine, some Cubans excelled in sports and the arts. But most? Still left behind, you gran mentiroso.

Leave your people be, and move on to that God that you have denied, that you unfairly and cruelly replaced for the Cubanos relegated to the margins of your culture.

They will survive, because neither you nor your cause are God or divine. You do not have ultimate control.

Thank the Divine.

You could not admit you were wrong.

Death is the answer for you.

Friend of Che Guevara, another so-called hero who only lead people to more misery.

Fighting powers that should have been accepted.

Oh, well. At least my professor Gonzalo learned to renounce Communism by 1979.

Fidel, Fidel, Fidel. Did you never learn?

Perhaps now in the heavens.

See you there someday, amigo. We'll talk some more about your legacy.

QDEP 2016 : Now the real revolution can begin.


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