In a blog entry yesterday, I observed that it was the sixtieth anniversary of the death of Josef Stalin. And then, as if eager to link himself with Stalin just as he had already enthusiastically embraced el Líder Máximo Fidel Castro, 58-year-old Hugo Chávez up and died later in the day.
As with-it adolescent sophisticates used to say in 60s California, “heavy.”
Is a thug convention underway? Will Adolf and Benito be there?
My son — married to a Cuban-American who was born in Havana but who eventually made her way, with her family and via Peru, to Miami — suspects that Castro sucked the life-force from Chávez and will now live to be at least 120.