Good News, Bad News

The Good News? Fidel Castro, the last of the Communist Dictators of the blood soaked twentieth century has died.

Fidel Castro: My Generation’s Disgrace Finally Died

By Roger Simon | PJ Media


Fidel was seducing all of us and he was seducing himself, convincing himself of his own importance, of his own greatness, a greatness and importance that led him to murder his old compadres Soviet-style, imprison gays, and impoverish his people for decades (although not himself—he ended up a billionaire) in a country that amounted to a giant jail for some bizarre and truly sick Marxist vision of the good.

Still, over the years, even with reports of what was happening, even while half of Cuba seemed to be fleeing to Florida, it was hard for my generation to escape his allure and that of his sadistic, legendary, glamorous, partner-in-crime, El Ché, Comandante Ernesto Guevara, subject of so many dishonest songs and movies.

On the other hand, our president-elect Trump writes “Fidel Castro’s legacy is one of firing squads, theft, unimaginable suffering, poverty and the denial of fundamental human rights.”

Tell it like it is, Donald. What a difference! What an improvement!

The Bad news? His brother Raul still lives and represses.

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