Mel has an antisemitic Meldown, Fidel threatens to bite the dust (not a moment too soon) and then decides not yet, AMLO threatens to fuck Mexico up even more than it already is, and today it was like 300 degrees in the shade in NY.
Mel Gibson is a crackpot, and so is Fidel and so is AMLO. A pox on all of them.
Had the Miami Cubans been in NY today, they would have blamed the heat on Fidel, because they blame him for everything. But they were busy dancing the rumba on the streets of Miami, getting a tad ahead of themselves, because they haven't heard that Fidel is never going to die. The man is so perverse, he is recovering already. Raining with his characteristic malice on the Miami parade,
Cuban leader Fidel Castro says he is in a stable condition and good spirits following surgery, according a statement read on Cuban TV."I feel perfectly fine," Mr Castro was quoted as saying.
This Cuba business is super exciting. One, because hopefully we are about to witness the demise of a megalomaniac tyrant who has turned that island into a giant brothel (just like it was in the times of Batista).
Two, because whatever happens in that banana republic is going to be fascinating, and let us hope, not too ridiculously violent or too violently ridiculous. All hell could break loose, or nothing could happen and that other Castro assume power and keep the dynasty and the anachronistic regime going and going and going like the Eveready Bunny. For communist revolutionaries, the Castros are rather like absolute monarchs, despots of the unenlightened kind. Their tyrannical sensibility, like their origins, is firmly rooted in the oligarchy they claim to despise. They are the same as their nemesis (nemesises, nemesi?), the ones who are in Miami, plotting their overthrow as we speak.
Time to go, amigo! (and that goes for all the other crackpots as well).
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