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March 28, 2017

“Socialism or Death”. Turns out Venezuela got both.

Venezuela After the Politics | Joel D. Hirst's Blog The politics has become for Venezuelans like an albatross; and folks are looking back to remember what it was like before with lamentations.
Days at the beach. Parties in their humble homes – to be sure they might not have had black label whiskey, but they did have beer. They might not have had imported salmon but they did have pernil and cachitos and arepas. But more than that they remember when their nation still had a soul – brotherly love to a measure – the pride in a beautiful country that didn’t come from its political prominence but from good baseball and beautiful Miss Universe contestants and lovely scenery; from the freedom of life lived for family and get-togethers and religious festivals that existed independent of the politics of the season. That’s the reason that we fight the socialism so much – that political ideology demands a monopoly on national life. It is in the shower with you, in your cereal in the morning and in your soup at night. It demands subservience; it demands thought and focus and action; it demands attention – even when your intention is to fight it. Venezuela learned this – and deconstructing the mess is proving to be hard. Totalitarian regimes have a reach that is not only broad but deep.

Posted by gerardvanderleun at March 28, 2017 8:36 AM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.

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I transited Venezuela several times before socialism, a lot of it admittedly on two to four hour ground times. It sure as hell wasn't a garden spot before socialism, despite how the link describes it. There was no garden spot in South America back then, and I doubt there's one now. If you fancy garden spots, look elsewhere.

Posted by: billH at March 28, 2017 10:07 AM

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