Humberto Fontova Oct 02, 2021 @ Townhall.com
"'The government I represent respectfully calls on the United States government to lift the blockade against Cuba,' [President Lopez-Obrador] said at an Independence Day event on Thursday attended by Cuban President Miguel Díaz-Canel and new United States Ambassador Ken Salazar, among other dignitaries," Mexico News Daily reported. “Because no state has the right to subjugate another people, another country,” Lopez-Obrador added.
“[The Cuban regime] having resisted 62 years without subjugation is quite a feat. … For their struggle in defense of the sovereignty of the country, I believe that the Cuban people deserve the prize of dignity…And I think that it should be declared a World Heritage site for the same reason,” Lopez-Obrador said July 11th.
So let’s see: Your neighborhood grocer catches you repeatedly shoplifting from his store, repeatedly vandalizing his property and repeatedly defaulting on the credit he graciously extended you. So he finally cuts you off. According to Mexican President Lopez-Obrador this qualifies as your neighborhood grocer cruelly “subjugating” you.
Because, you’d never guess it from his propaganda auxiliaries in the Democrat-Media Complex, but the grocery analogy above is pretty much what the U.S. embargo (or “Blockade,” as the more rabid propagandists like AOC, Bernie Sanders, Maxine Waters, etc. call it) of Stalinist/kleptocratic/drug-trafficking Cuba amounts to nowadays.
In fact, for the past two decades, the U.S. has been one of Cuba’s top food suppliers. Just during the first half of 2021, our sales to Cuba (but all cash up front, baby!) amounted to almost $200 million.
You see, amigos: The Castro Crime Family has gleefully fleeced taxpayers from the European Union to Canada, from South Africa to Mexico itself—in brief, the taxpayers of virtually every nation whose government granted trade credits to these kleptocrats and whose governments refrain from “embargoing” or “subjugating” the Castro-Crime-Family.
We’ve been spared such fleecing because on Oct. 1960—right after Castro’s gunmen stole $7 billion from U.S. businessmen and tortured and murdered a few who resisted—President Eisenhower imposed the first economic sanctions against the thieving, mass-murdering Stalinists who mostly (still) run Cuba. These sanctions grew into one of the CROWN JEWELS of recent U.S. foreign policy: The Cuba embargo.
Among the main provisions of the so-called Cuba embargo is that the Castro-Family-Crime-Syndicate pay cash up front through a third–party bank for all U.S. medical and agricultural products; no Ex-Im (U.S. taxpayer) financing of such sales. This cash-up-front policy has kept the U.S. taxpayer among the few who've been spared fleecing by the Castro-regime.
But this is hardly the first show of affection by President Lopez-Obrador for Cuba’s Stalinist oppressors. To wit:
"We have a son named Jesus Ernesto. The first name in for Jesus Christ and the second for Ernesto Che Guevara…an exemplary revolutionary who gave his life for his ideals…Fidel Castro is a giant. He maintained Cuba as sovereign and free.” -Andrés Manual López-Obrador in interview with Univision’s Jorge Ramos.
Alas, Lopez-Obrador’s love is mostly unrequited: “Mexicans are mostly a rabble of illiterate Indians," said Ernesto “Che” Guevara in 1956.
In the historic annals of unrequited love few cases rival the affair by Mexicans and “Chicanos” with Che Guevara. Che’s iconization is sufficiently documented by U.S. Chicano groups in their murals (i.e. graffiti.) To celebrate their Amerindian Aztec culture, these “Aztlan” types seem to plaster this lily white European-Argentinian racist’s mug on practically everything they paint. Mexico City itself features an iconic bust in honor of Che Guevara in in the prestigious Museo De San Carlos.
Perhaps a word with some Bolivian Amerindians who actually experienced Che Guevara’s plans to Stalinize their culture would help. In 1967 these (overwhelmingly indigenous) Bolivians (with help from U.S. Green Berets and CIA operatives) made short work of this Chicano hero. If a picture’s worth a thousand words then this one’s worth a million. If irony shouts these pictures bellow. Please note the obvious ethnic compositions of the gentlemen proudly and triumphantly holding their guns over their vanquished “liberator” from European “oppressors.”
Prior to “invading” Cuba, Castro’s “guerrillas” “trained” in Mexico. Some of these former “guerrillas” later defected to the U.S. and revealed how the sneering Ernesto “Che” Guevara constantly insulted his Mexican hosts. Hence, the Guevara quote mentioned above.
It was in 1955 that a Cuban criminal named Fidel Castro linked up with an Argentine hobo named Ernesto Guevara in Mexico City. Minus this historic hook-up everything points to Ernesto (shortly known a “Che”) continuing his life as a traveling hobo, panhandling, mooching off women, staying in flophouses and scribbling unreadable poetry.
Instead this thoroughly unimposing vagabond and psycho named Ernesto Guevara had the magnificent fortune of linking up with modern history's top press agent, Fidel Castro, who for over half a century had the worldwide Fake News Media anxiously scurrying to his every beck and call and eating out of his hand like trained pigeons. His brother was no chump at this either.
Those champions of “national sovereignty” as hailed by (Lopez –Obrador) Fidel and Raul Castro were in Mexico plotting with KGB agents Osvaldo Sanchez and Nikolai Leonev while putting together a guerrilla band to invade Cuba, overthrow the black/indigenous Cuban head-of-state (Fulgencio Batista) and install a Soviet satrapy. With the financial help of his wealthy (and duped) Cuban backers of the time, Castro hired a Cuban Korean war veteran named Miguel Sanchez to train his guerrilla band. None of the trainees had the slightest combat-experience so their curiosity on the matter of killing people did not surprise Sanchez.
But one of the trainees struck Sanchez as a bit strange, especially the gleam in his eye regarding the act of killing. “How many men have you killed?” this trainee constantly asked Sanchez. “What does it feel like to kill a man?”
“Look Ernesto (he was not yet known by his moniker “Che,”)” Sanchez would reply. “It was a war. I was in combat. It wasn’t a personal thing. Most soldiers don’t make it a personal thing. You aim at an enemy uniform and pull the trigger. That’s it.”
“But did you ever come upon a wounded enemy and kill him with the coup de grace?” A wide-eyed Ernesto Guevara would continue. “What did it feel like? I want to know what it feels like.”
“It became obvious to me that the man who would shortly become known as “Che” wanted to kill for the sake of the act itself,” recalled Sanchez later from exile in Miami. “For the others—especially Fidel and Raul Castro—killing was a means to an end. That end, of course, was absolute power. The Castros' power lust fueled their killing, and it didn’t seem to affect them one way or the other. With Ernesto Guevara, however, it struck me as a different motivation, a different lust.”
“He went into convulsions for a while and was finally still,” gloats Che Guevara in his Cuban diaries. He was lovingly describing the death agonies of a bound Cuban peasant he had just shot in the temple with his pistol. “Now his belongings were mine.”
Unwittingly here, Che Guevara defines Communism in a nutshell: cowardly murder and theft.
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