The cancer of Hugo Chavez has highlighted the irrationality of many commentators’ arguments. Here are some examples:
– Henrique Capriles Radonski: «I want to face a healthy and well Chavez.»
– Alfonso Marquina: «The President must clear his mind and calmly accept his medical rest.»
– Leopoldo Castillo: “I would say that President Chavez made a very important decision. Talking about an illness one has is not easy, and discussing that illness is even harder, but the President showed courage and spoke.”
– Ramon Guillermo Aveledo: «We send our support to Chavez, his family, and his true followers» and then adds «Currently, our focus is on resolving the problems faced by Venezuelans today…»
– Julio Borges: «We hope the President recovers soon from his illness.»
– Maria Corina Machado: «Venezuelans are good and compassionate people, and we wish the President a speedy recovery.»
– Teodoro Petkoff: «For the Republic, the best thing that can happen is for the President to regain his health and leadership fully, so that the political process unfolds naturally towards elections next year.»
– Daniel Duquenal: «I want Hugo alive and well so someday he can face justice for all the crimes he has committed.»
– Pedro Burelli: «Building bridges with the Cuban government to address the “role” that the Caribbean island currently plays in Venezuela is a necessary task for the opposition.»
As for the statements from the intellectual eunuchs who regard Chavez as the ultimate leader, I won’t comment to avoid insulting my readers’ intelligence. Nonetheless, all the previous quotes compel me to question those who wish for Chavez’s swift recovery. It seems that “compassion” has led them all to a willingness to wipe the slate clean, as if since 1999 Hugo Chavez, and his degenerate followers, hadn’t broken any plates.
It appears that the thousands of Venezuelans dead, displaced, exiled, fired, suicidal, imprisoned, poor, unemployed, expropriated, robbed, extorted, and victims of the caudillo, by action or omission, have vanished with the removal of the “tumor abscess with cancerous cells” the commander-president had in Havana. They disappeared into the ether of 21st-century socialism, bathed by the sea of Cuban happiness. One wonders: are there no mourners? Can one pretend that nothing is happening in Venezuela, that a president commanding from captivity under a communist dictatorship is normal? Can one tolerate the apathetic attitude of the chavista hierarchs? Can one accept the servile and kneeling attitude of the opposition?
Once upon a time in Venezuela, a caudillo fell ill and went abroad for treatment. Those left behind ensured he never returned. Back then, Venezuelans had not yet succumbed to the superficiality and triviality that characterizes them today.
The entry Plop… was first published on El Faro del Morro.