How NOT to write about Venezuela, part umpteen hundred and umpty-ump

Class, your attention please. We have a very special guest today showing us what crappy coverage of a certain South American country looks like. Daniel Wallis of Reuters, please come forward…

Venezuela’s Hugo Chavez unveiled a 3D image of South America’s 19th century independence hero Simon Bolivar on Tuesday, based on bones the president ordered exhumed two years ago to test his theory that Bolivar was murdered.

Okay, stop right there. This is imputing motive. Chávez wasn’t “testing his theory that Bolívar was murdered”, he had him exhumed to determine the cause of death, which was mysterious and under dispute for over a century. The possibility that Bolívar was murdered did not originate with Hugo Chávez, it was there from the beginning. And, as an avid student of history, Chávez wants to know the truth. As should we all. This isn’t conspiracy theory, it’s called learning the facts, and right away we can see that our man from Reuters isn’t into it.

And the following confirms that even further:

The socialist leader reveres Bolivar – he renamed the country the “Bolivarian Republic of Venezuela” – and has wrapped his leftist “revolution” in the imagery and language of the region’s battle to break free of colonial power Spain.

All right, Mr. Wallis, what’s with all the scare quotes? Very unprofessional writing, that. Reminds me of “Dr. Evil”, with his “laser” on the “Moon”. See how silly that looks?

And very disrespectful of history, too. Look, Chavecito is hardly the only Venezuelan to revere Bolívar. Or, for that matter, the only South American. The man liberated no fewer than five countries. And three of them — Venezuela, Colombia and Ecuador — all happen to fall under the rubric of what was once called Gran Colombia. Their flags, to this day, all bear the Bolivarian configuration of colors: a lemon-yellow horizontal stripe over a blue stripe over a red. And in fact, they are all called the Bolivarian countries, because Bolívar liberated this region from the yoke of the Spanish Empire first, and actually ruled it for a brief period following the liberation (and preceding his fatal exile). That means they are all Bolivarian republics. Don’t believe me? Read Philip Agee’s book, CIA Diary. The late former CIA operative (he ended up defecting to Cuba) referred to Ecuador, where he was stationed in the late 1960s, as a Bolivarian country, along with Colombia and Venezuela. He did so very matter-of-factly. If a former US spy, whose agenda could not have been more anti-Bolivarian at the time, could get that right and do it without snark, why not a crappy Reuters reporter?

BTW, those scare quotes around revolution are very telling, too. What happened in Venezuela following the election of Chávez IS a revolution. It was the beginning of the end for the US empire, which took over where the Spaniards left off — or tried to. And that scares the shit out of the US, because it means that the place is no longer a petro-state puppet of theirs. What the oil companies used to own is now irrevocably Venezuela’s sovereign purview, and Venezuela calls the shots. Chávez can tear up an agreement anytime Big Foreign Oil doesn’t want to hold to it, or tries to press for an unfair advantage. And that’s why the people elected him: to end the foreign oil barons’ hegemony in their land. But hey, let’s diminish that very important point by putting it in scare quotes, shall we?

Chavez, in his fight against the “Yankee imperialism” of the United States, repeatedly invokes Bolivar, who is second only to Jesus as a figure of reverence in parts of South America.

Again with the scare quotes. But at least now we see the devil in the details, eh? And hooray, finally Wallis acknowledges that it’s not just Chávez who reveres Bolívar! Only buried halfway down the friggin’ piece, mind you.

Venezuela’s opposition accuses the president of cynically seeking to boost his popularity by linking himself to Bolivar, and says he is really an autocrat who carefully avoids quoting some of Bolivar’s words on freedom and rights.

And here’s the obligatory blah-de-blah from the Venezuelan right. This is the same shit we’ve heard from these fascists from the get-go, including during the coup of ’02, when they were blatantly killing people in the streets, blockading the Cuban embassy, and beating up democratically elected colleagues of the legitimate president. We’ll get to them again later, don’t worry. I have a choice morsel of theirs that I’m saving for last.

Chavez denies it and cites Bolivar as the inspiration for his leftist policies. He has long suggested Bolivar was poisoned by enemies in Colombia, rejecting the more common version cited by historians that he died of tuberculosis there in 1830.

Unwritten subtext: Chávez is a conspiracy nut.

Actually, what the historians cite is only a vague supposition. Remember, tuberculosis was not definitively diagnosed in those days. It was decades before Robert Koch identified the TB bacillus, and the tuberculin test was still far in the future, as was pasteurization. And the symptoms of Bolívar’s fatal illness were only ever vaguely described, and his body hastily interred, without autopsy. The cause of the Liberator’s death is still very much in question. But let’s elide all that and pretend it’s all settled history and that there’s no chance that he was actually poisoned by oligarchs who didn’t lack for motives, eh?

Two years ago, amid unusual scenes of a military honor guard in white biohazard suits and face masks exhuming the remains during a pre-dawn ceremony at the National Pantheon, the president assigned a team to investigate Bolivar’s death.

And now we’re just devolving into silliness here. What’s so “unusual” about people wearing biohazard suits to exhume a body? Especially one that might have been killed by TB? I thought it was all settled. This is just one of the sillier contradictions of this report. Here’s another:

A year ago, it reported back that “the Liberator” may have died of accidental poisoning – probably as a result of taking toxic medicines that were widely used at the time. They did not rule out tuberculosis.

“May have died of accidental poisoning”? “Did not rule out tuberculosis”? Nice word salad there. The poisoning could also have been deliberate, and done under the pretext of curing tuberculosis. Yes, people did take arsenic all the time for all kinds of bacterial infections in those days (antibiotics weren’t available yet, either). And a lot of them did die from the build-up of the toxic element in their bodies. A lot of them also died of blood-loss from bloodletting, which was another common “cure” for TB in those days. But how hard is it to imagine that a clever assassin could simply administer too much arsenic, or “let” too much blood? For this cowardly and unimaginative reporter, apparently, very.

Okay, I promised you some fun at the expense of the oppos. Here comes the first bit, courtesy of the article itself:

Adulation of Bolivar transcends both sides of Venezuela’s polarized pre-vote politics. Chavez’s election rival, state governor Henrique Capriles, began Tuesday by tweeting a string of inspirational Bolivar quotes from his @hcapriles account.

A local genealogist caused a small stir last weekend by suggesting Capriles was a distant relative of the independence hero – prompting derision from Diosdado Cabello, the head of the National Assembly and a pugnacious Chavez ally.

“Talent is not inherited. Neither is patriotism, nor love for one’s neighbor,” Cabello told a news conference.

If you’ve seen The Revolution Will Not Be Televised, you’ve seen Diosdado Cabello. He’s the vice-president who was temporarily sworn in as president to fill the power vacuum while Chavecito’s government reassembled, scuttled the putschists, and sent the army to return the real president to the palace. Cabello was needed to give the return order to the soldiers (and override traitors in the military high command, many of whom were unmasked as members of the opposition during the coup). And Cabello is right; it doesn’t matter if Capriles IS distantly related to Bolívar (who, BTW, had no children of his own). Venezuela is not a dynastic monarchy, after all. And I think Bolívar would be properly horrified to see this piggy-eyed little fascist (who, incidentally, was responsible for the human-rights violations at the Cuban embassy during the coup) as a descendant of his sister.

But let’s give the last word to the true voice of the Venezuelan opposition. Her surname, too, happens to be Capriles, although I don’t know if she’s related. She certainly is his ideological co-religionist, though:

And here’s what she said, verbatim:

the poor dont deserve all that shit come on we have to privatize healthcare and education
we have to get rid of the missions privatize education and healthcare eliminated all aid to those poor fuckers we need those universities our pdvsa which a big part belonged to my family and the transnationals we have to return cantv electricity and basic industries and the exploitation of minerals we have to return them to those they were expropriated from

Translation mine; lack of capitalization and punctuation, and abominable sentence structure, hers.

What better advertisement for what Venezuela will degenerate back to if not for liberators like Chavecito, eh? That’s something that I’m not about to hold my breath waiting for Reuters to cover.

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Sidewalk chalk and the art of civil disobedience

Q. How many cops does it take to arrest a guy armed only with a few pieces of sidewalk chalk?

A. Watch this and see:

I wonder how long his chalked logos lasted, who saw, and what message they took away from it all. I also wonder if the bank’s manager saw this video and what s/he makes of it.

Doesn’t it seem kind of heavy-handed to go out and threaten a sidewalk chalker with arrest? Doesn’t it seem a bit ridiculous to have him arrested when you could just dash a bucket of water over it after he’s gone? Are the banks really so threatened by a witty saying written in chalk on the sidewalk — a public area which they don’t, in fact, own — in front of their doors?

Thanks to Corey for that video!

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Paraguay’s massacre and putsch, a month later

One month after he was ousted in a congressional coup with only a thin veneer of “democracy” (note the quotes), President Lugo continues his fight for real democracy and justice by denouncing the perpetrators who conspired against him:

Paraguay is divided between democrats and putschists, said President Fernando Lugo on Saturday. He was ousted on June 22 after a quickie political trial orchestrated by the Congress.

Before hundreds of members of the Paraguayan resistance, in the city of María Auxiliadora, in the department of Itaipú, Lugo said that the government of Federico Franco could not construct a democracy in Paraguay without the support of the people, according to a local daily, Ultima Hora.

The leader, who was toppled by the Paraguayan right, underscored the fact that the arguments of the political trial against him were against the democratic protocol of the Common Market of the South (Mercosur), known as Ushuaia II, and said: “The putschists don’t like democracy.”

He insisted that the massacre in Curuguaty, one of the causes used by the congress in the trial, was prepared by putschists with the help of snipers.

“This president wanted to investigate, while the first action of this illegitimate government was to toss the investigation aside because it didn’t want to know or make known the truth of what occurred,” Lugo said.

Lugo recounted that during his reign, more than 100 evictions were conducted peacefully, but in the case of Curuguaty, the action was done by “merchants of death”.

Lugo said that when putschists talk of sovereignty, they are defending the interests of only a few, particularly the business class, which have been freed from paying taxes, while at the same time being the primary beneficiaries of the riches of the land.

Translation mine.

Meanwhile, even in crisis-torn Europe, where capitalism is just coming down from its orgasm after raping its way through the very countries least able to resist, the antidemocratic move has not gone unnoticed, or unremarked:

German Europarliament deputy Jürgen Klute denounced on Wednesday that “a serious democratic rupture has occurred in Paraguay, leaving serious wounds in the political health of the land” after the parliamentary coup d’état that ousted the legitimate president, Fernando Lugo.

According to a news item from Telesur, Klute, of the German left party Die Linke, said that in Paraguay the process of alternating democracy, following 61 years of one-party rule, of which 34 were under a military dictatorship, had been interrupted, and that “the people have been deprived of the President whom they elected democratically.”

The legislator, who was a member of the European Parliamentary Commission that concluded a visit to Paraguay on Wednesday in order to evaluate the conditions of the country, added that the Paraguayan Congress “flagrantly violated Articles 16 and 17 of the Constitution, which guarantee due process and constitutional rights of defence” to President Lugo.

“The Supreme Court of Paraguay or, failing that, the Inter-American Human Rights Court of the Organization of American States, has confirmed this violation and declared the ouster illegal,” Klute said.

During his visit to Asunción, the Eurodeputy announced that he would ask the European Commission to activate the democratic clause and open an official investigation with a view to suspending non-reciprocal commercial transactions, which benefit Paraguayan exporters through their access to the European common market.

Also, Klute will ask that the EU re-evaluate its programs of co-operation with Paraguay, re-orienting them toward the protection of human rights.

He added that the 2013 elections in Paraguay “cannot be organized by a de facto government, but by the legitimately elected government or international organizations.”

Finally, Klute saluted the decisions taken by the Union of South American Nations (UNASUR) and the Common Market of the South (Mercosur) to suspend Paraguay from both bodies.

At the end of their mission, the visiting Eurodeputies declared that the calendar of negotiatios between the EU and Mercosur was interrupted by the removal of Lugo, and will not be re-established until after the next general elections, slated for April 21, 2013.

Translation mine.

That’s a pretty hefty blow to those same putschist big business types right there. All of Mercosur and Unasur against them is one thing, but not being able to export to Europe will hurt them where it counts — right in the ol’ pocketbook. The same crew who thought to benefit by ousting Lugo have shot themselves in the foot, and it looks good on them. As does this last little bit of Schadenfreude:

Members of Paraguay Resiste staged a protest before the Government Palace, in order to sing — so they said — “Unhappy Birthday” to president Federico Franco, who turned 50 on Monday.

Shouting “Putschist” and “Franco out!”, they called for a return to democratic order in Paraguay, according to the local daily, Ultimas Noticias.

The group gathered before the Palacio de López, where Franco’s office is located, prompting a heavy security deployment in the area.

Translation mine.

And here’s a picture of the Unhappy 50th Birthday party:

Hey Frauderico, I hope that cake stuck in your throat. And that you couldn’t find enough maté to wash it down. Ha, ha.

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Music for a Sunday: I do believe…

The Boss sings it at a memorial concert for the victims of last year’s shootings in Norway. Your word to the Gods’ ears, Bruce.

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Wankers of the Week: The Olympigs

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Originally seen here.

Crappy weekend, everyone! Yes, it’s that time again. The Olympics are upon us, in all their crass commercialized glory. Honestly, those games are so plastered over with corporate logos, it’s a wonder we can still see any athletes. And with all these gold-medal wankers fouling the landscape, it’s a wonder we can see…well, anything at all:

1. Steve Fucking King. Yes, the nuttiest fucking congresscritter in the US is a wanker again this week. This time for saying that birth control is worse than cruelty to animals. A “fact” which I’m sure comes as some surprise to the many vegans using it, out of a humane urge to protect sentient creatures and stop overburdening the Earth with stupid, useless eaters. Like, for instance, Steve Fucking King.

2. Jennifer Fucking Carroll. Pray tell me, madame, what DOES a lesbian look like? Because the last time I looked, all I could see was that they came in all colors, shapes, sizes, ages and styles. The only generalization I could make was that you cannot make any fucking generalizations about lesbians. And if you yourself are in the closet, that’s just sad. Not to mention that it makes that “look like a lesbian” comment look even more fucking stupid than it already does. If you weren’t caught with your pants down, so to speak, with another woman, then simply say “I didn’t do what I am accused of doing”, and move on. Don’t say “I can’t be a lesbian, I don’t look like one”, because there is NO definitive Lesbian Look. Deny (if you can) what you were accused of doing, not what you think you were accused of being.

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3. Rush Fucking Limbaugh. I swear, every week that I include the Pigman on this list, I’m amazed that he’s made it through yet another seven days without throwing that much-anticipated embolus. This week, again, I count myself duly surprised. And more than a little disappointed, truth to tell. But every week, I also remind myself that we are one week closer to hearing the OxyMoron finally having a cerebrovascular incident on the air. That cheers me up no fucking end. PS: Perhaps this will help speed things along? Ha, ha.

4. Jay Fucking Nordlinger. Yet another National Review columnist has let his racism flag fly. This is getting to be something of a pattern. Is it really THAT much of a stretch to surmise that the rag’s entire raison d’être is to justify racism…in socially acceptable pseudo-intellectual terms, of course?

5. Sarah Fucking Palin. Yes, she’s still around. Yes, she’s still annoying. Yes, she’s still frantically waving her pom-poms, trying to get the boys’ attention. No, she’s not going anywhere. Unfortunately. And yes, there is a kitty-cat in another town in Alaska who has done a much longer and better job of mayorin’ than Madame QuitBull ever has or ever will. That’s right, folks, La Palin has been bested by a ginger Stumpy Manx. Which ought to give you some idea of just how smart and talented and worthy she really is for public life. PS: Ms. Manx is smothering giggles behind her paws in the background, and meowing something about how she always knew that stumpy cats ruled.

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6. George Fucking Zimmerman. A long-time sex offender who molested his own cousin for years? Shocked, SHOCKED, I tellz ya. Actually, this is just all the more evidence that he has control and dominance issues. It’s also proof positive that he should never have been allowed to purchase a gun. Most damning of all, though, is the fact that he’s also a racist, as are both of his parents. I’m sure you’re just as surprised to hear that as I was. PS: Oh, FUCK. Now he’s playing dime-store theologian. Either that, or he thinks he’s God. Either way, urghhhhhh.

7. Michelle Fucking Bachmann. Meanwhile, in other crazy tea-granny news, someone likes to play Six Degrees of Separation! Spoiler: the key to her entire schtick is Frank Fucking Gaffney, who apparently writes all the hymnals she sings from. And if you want the key to him, just take whatever he says and rotate it 180 degrees to get to the truth. (You’re welcome!) PS: Ha, ha.

8. William Fucking May. He would deny his daughter a trip to Disney World because she’s not dying of cancer anymore. Oh, and because he wants to get back at his ex and her mother for not letting him see her. With an attitude like THAT, I can’t honestly say I blame them. This one should be nominated for Dickweed Dad of the Year.

9. Anthony Fucking Parri. Oh, what is NOT wank about this one? He molests kids, he indulges his foot fetish in public libraries, he has priors for attempted murder and assault. And, oh yeah: He blames it all on Barack Obama. Must be a teabag!

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10. John Fucking McCain. It’s been a long time since I’ve listed HIM, but what the hey. He’s the one who elevated Sarah Fucking Palin, previously known as Sarah Who?, to worldwide fame and whatever. And now he reveals why: He thought she’d be a better VP candidate than the current presumptive Repug candidate for president. Yeah, I know. Sit back and let that sink in for a good long while, eh?

11. Joe Fucking Arpaio. Still wanking. Not dead yet. Up on civil rights charges, too…AGAIN. Yippee fucking skippy.

12. Rachael Fucking Martin. Some people stole from Barclay’s Bank to live a life of luxury. This one just did it so she could look cheap. Nice work!

13. Chuck Fucking Dixon. Mittens is a real-life Bruce Wayne? Quick, Robin, to the BatShitCrazyMobile with the frightened dog strapped to the roof and crapping itself! (Also, one suspects he would look terrible in tights and damn silly in a mask.)

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14. Rob Fucking Ford. Gang violence is tearing Toronto apart, and what’s Robbo’s solution? NIMBY, basically. Of course, this after budget cuts freezing police hiring, and slashing community services and outreach programs that were aimed at helping at-risk kids stay the fuck out of gangs. How Robbo plans to enforce his NIMBYism, I don’t know. I suspect he doesn’t, either, and is just leaving it up to the next mayor of TO. But can you just imagine if every place where gangs were a problem did this? How would it look if Mexico sent its gangs up to the US, and vice versa? Oh wait, that’s already happening. And we can see just how well that is working out.

15. Cindy Fucking Mejia. Beauty queens are rarely big in the brain department, so perhaps it’s not so surprising that her opinions on gay kids are long on conventional piety and short on reflection. I fail to see exactly how she exemplifies Peruvian beauty, myself, since she’s not indigenous nor does she look it. But homophobic stupidity knows no nationality, and good on Ricky Martin for calling her on it.  

16. Fred Fucking Willard. I’m not so shocked that he was caught wanking — literally! — in a porno theatre. What surprises me is that these joints still exist, and that anyone still feels a need to go there and risk humiliation in a grungy, semi-public venue. Does he not know how to use the Internets? Hmmm. Sez he’s 72. Yeah, I guess he probably doesn’t. Now’s as good a time to learn as any, eh Fred?

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17. Chris Fucking Mazza. Drama queen is dramatic. Also fuzzy on some rather important details, like how much public money he siphoned off through his ORNGE shell corporations. Considering he got pretty fucking rich on that public cash, I suspect he probably knows down to the dime how much he made. And no, you can’t blame the death of your young son for this one.

18. Greg Fucking Peterson. Leave it to the fucking teabaggers of fucking Utah to hire a crazy-eyed fucking rapist as their fundraiser. Somehow, all of that just goes together like sewage, sludge, and stench.

19. Ann Fucking Romney. Awww, isn’t it sweet? She’s defending Mittens and his questionable tax returns. Because the public “doesn’t need to know” just how rich the bastard who wants to rule the US really is, and how much of his ill-gotten wealth is stashed offshore, where the taxman can’t get his hands it. Touching, really.

20. Dan Fucking Cathy. On behalf of all Canadians, let me say how glad I am that there are no Chick-fil-LAME outlets in our home and native land. Where, I might add, abortion is legal no matter what, and same-sex couples can get married, no problemo. (Dan, I hear, is allergic to both.)

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21. Louie Fucking Gohmert. Yo, Louie? Jesus called. He says to stop blaming unbelievers for every bad fucking thing that happens. Also to bust the fucking NRA and put real gun controls in place at the federal level. And for fuck’s sake, NO MORE SHOOTERS. Stop calling for other gunmen in a theatre where there was a clearly posted “no guns” sign on the door. In short, Louie, Jesus says you’re an asshat.

22. Vic Fucking Toews. When even the National Pest‘s Jonathan Kay can’t tell you apart from Ezra Fucking Levant, you have a pretty major credibility problem on your hysterical fascist hands. A reliance on junk science to help build a “case” against Omar Khadr being a pretty major case in point.

23. Mitt Fucking Romney. Those Mittens just keep getting grubbier all the time.

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24. Peter Fucking Penashue. Hey, maybe he should have hit up Dean Fucking Del Mastro for a campaign loan, instead of draining a fund meant to help the Innu with their local development. Ya think?

25. Lenny Fucking Palumbo. Anyone who fears gay hockey players has definite manhood issues. And, that said: This guy really, really fears gay hockey players. Gee, I wonder why.

26. Jason Fucking Kenney. What to do when SupposiTory gun policy comes back to bite? BLAME THE IMMIGRANTS! Because white anglo-Canadians NEVER have gun violence, oh nooooooo. And in other news, did you know that this wanker is also, supposedly, our minister for multiculturalism? It’s true. And a bang-up job he’s doing at it, too.

27. Rick Fucking Warren. Rick, please put on the pointy hat and go join #21 in the theocratic wankers’ corner. Animals don’t own guns, you stupid fuck.

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28. And that goes double for you, Fred Fucking Jackson. Class, repeat after me: God does not work through fucking gun nuts!

29. Alex Fucking Teach. It’s not just bad economic conditions that make for ugly, toothless hookers; it’s a crystal meth epidemic that the police is not doing fuck-all about, OFFICER. PS: Nice fucking Facebook wall pic, TEABAG. And you joke about the Colorado theatre shooting, too? Yeah, that makes you a real fine specimen, yourself. Now put down the fucking Kool-Aid and step away from it nice and slow. PPS: “Janitor of society”? Sounds more like the dregs, actually. Also the reason why “Fuck the Police” is a popular slogan.

30. Michael Fucking Sinclair. A father killing his children so that his estranged wife would never get custody of them is NOT an “altruist”. He is a murderer. How on Earth anyone could impute such a ridiculous motive to a crime, I don’t know. And how someone who draws such conclusions could remain a psychological “expert” just boggles my mind.

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And finally, to the Fucking NRA. When even a fucking dress boutique’s tasteless tweet doesn’t quite hold a candle to yours, it’s time to pack in not only your presence on social media, but on the face of the very Earth. After all, it’s all the lobbying YOU have done on behalf of the highly profitable gun industry that enabled that latest mass shooting in Colorado. YOU have fostered this culture of paranoia and overt racism. YOU are the idiots who keep yammering, yodeling and yawping about black helicopters and the government coming to take away everything while you still have everything, and there’s nary a black chopper in the sky. YOU have pushed this idea that might makes right. YOU are the ones pushing the long-outdated Second Amendment while simultaneously shooting down the other side’s right to use the First as it was meant to be used. For fuck’s sake, people, your country is not some thirteen-colony backwater of the British Empire anymore, and your constitution is not Holy Writ. You don’t need any more so-called militias. You HAVE a well-regulated militia already — it’s called your fucking army, and a goddamned bloody big one it is, too, the most expensive and bloated military in the world. You wanna play with guns? Enlist! You don’t need a bunch of lardy guys who run like pregnant hippos playing toy soldiers in the woods. And yes, that amendment needs to be struck, just like the one prohibiting alcohol was at the end of Prohibition — a time when, ironically, alcoholism became the #1 social problem in the country, along with all the gangsterism that was needed to feed the insatiable addiction to forbidden fruit. THAT wasn’t fucking sacred, was it now? No, it wasn’t, and neither are your fucking guns. Your guns ARE the problem, whether you want to face that fact or not. And no, nobody’s buying your cheap bumper-sticker slogans anymore. Now grow the hell up, people, you’re embarrassing your nation before the entire fucking world.

Good night, and get fucked!

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Festive Left Friday Blogging: Salute!

Because you can never have too many pictures of Chavecito looking healthy, happy and ready to rumble, right?

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Economics for Dummies: How the Icelandic Revolution worked

Actually, that sounds a lot like how the Bolivarian Revolution worked. Iceland and Venezuela really should get together over coffee sometime.

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The Robocall Song

If you wonder how our last election got stolen, wonder no more. This song breaks it all down.

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Quotable: Thomas Mann on writing

And in case you wonder why that is, it’s because we take the trouble not to suck.

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The Argentine woman who fought in Spain

You want an awesome woman? Here you go…someone who is the very embodiment of the word, finally rescued from obscurity:

They called her the Female Che Guevara. Her name was Micaela Feldman, although she preferred to be called Mika Etchébère, her nickname and married name. Ignored by history, she was the only Argentinian woman who fought in the bloody Spanish Civil War (1936-1939), and now she’s the protagonist of a new book. The Spanish writer Elsa Osorio rediscovered her, and defines her as the owner of a “victorious personality” in her novel, La Capitana, which will be published by Seix Barral.

Osorio portrays Micaela as a “fully free woman who wanted to change the world”, and that she bowed down to no one, not even the men in her orbit. In a recent interview with Revista Ñ, Osorio stated that Micaela “said that places had to be occupied, and there she was, in the front lines of battle, but also giving out spoonfuls of cough syrup to all the men in her troop, a widow, because her husband, Hipólito, was killed at the beginning of the war.”

Micaela was born in 1902 in Moisés Ville, a colony of Russian Jews in the Argentine state of Santa Fe, and from her teens, her political passions inclined toward the Marxist left. At 18 she went to study odontology at the University of Buenos Aires, where she met her fellow revolutionary, Hipólito Etchébère, whom she later married. They travelled together to Europe, to join the workers’ movement. After the assassination of her husband, just before the Spanish Civil War, she was elected by the United Marxist Workers’ Party (POUM) as their leader. She accepted with pleasure, and from that moment was known as La Capitana.

The co-religionists of Generalissimo Franco knew very well who this Argentine was, “the woman who gave the orders in the house of POUM”. “There was no political event in which she did not get involved, which did not provoke her lucid reflections,” says Elsa Osorio. “Anarchist, Communist, Trotskyist, left-wing opponent of Stalinism, of the group Que Faire, of the POUM, I learned that beyond a fleeting classification, you couldn’t pigeonhole her in any party, but she was always against fascism,” the author emphasized.

Micaela never abandoned her militancy. After the Republica defeat and the “Stalinist purges”, she was captured, rescued, liberated, and helped in crossing the Spanish border clandestinely. She took refuge in France, from where she also had to flee back to Argentina, due to her Jewish origins. During that time she because friends with such luminaries as Alfonsina Storni, André Breton, Julio Cortázar and Silvina Ocamp.

According to Osorio, once back in Argentina, Micaela published articles in the magazine Sur, with extracts from her book, My War in Spain. She returned to Paris to take part in the revolutionary events of 1968. In the 1970s, she participated in demonstrations against the Argentine military dictatorship, and was very angry when some Argentine exiles celebrated the outbreak of the Falklands War. She died a decade later, at 90 years of age, sure that she had not left behind any battle of liberation.

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The Spanish Civil War was notable for its female participation, at least on the leftist Republican side, as well as for its internationalism. Micaela Feldman was certainly not the only woman revolutionary to come from afar to fight back against the encroaching fascists. From Canada came over 1500 volunteers of the Mackenzie-Papineau Battalion. Most were male, but among them Jean “Jim” Watts Lawson, a close friend of the poet Dorothy Livesay. Like Mika, these two women were definitely of the antifascist left, which was full of struggles and internal contradictions in those days, and it was not unusual for anyone to shift between two or more conflicting leftist ideologies, often with great difficulty deciding which one was best. Dorothy Livesay stayed home to make a life with her husband, Duncan Macnair, in British Columbia; “Jim” Watts eventually came home from Spain, only to enlist officially in the Canadian armed forces at the outbreak of World War II to complete the fight against fascism in the way that she had not been legally permitted to do just a few short years before. Like Mika, they remained largely forgotten revolutionaries, though they were committed to leftist, feminist, pacifist and democratic causes for the rest of their lives.

A full generation later, female antifascist guerrillas fought to victory in the Cuban Revolution; among them was Aleida March, already a committed guerrillera who smuggled bombs under her full 1950s skirts even before she met the Argentine who became her husband. You may remember him. His name was Ernesto Guevara de la Serna, but he was known to the world as Che.

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