The truth is that during the last fifteen years I've thought hundreds of times and the conclusion that I reach is always similar in form, but exactly the same in content: Life (biologically speaking), my son, my partner and myself are incomparably more valuable than any "bill hill" that is or could be in Venezuela today. There is no argument to justify the irresponsible act that would mean going back to a territory where human life has less value than a sad pair of designer shoes. The pack of new dresses that now control the country are in luck because the situation is decanted in its favor, but ultimately the story always put things in place. If the units are infested governmental resentful and wanting revenge when the sad and profound poison of ignorance rather supine contaminates every political decision, the long-term outcome is predictable and simple: the disaster. Venezuela is a nation ill for at least three decades.

I lived the first serious symptoms of the disease during the penultimate decade of the last century and I must admit that not all the responsibility falls on the back of historic clown now governing the country's destiny. For any human being with a trained sense, the overall picture of that little character but does not inspire a deep hurt. He and his entourage of dwarfs intellectual, moral malnourished, eunuchs dressed in olive green, social waste and swamp leeches cling to the jugular of the state: they are only the byproduct of more than 40 years of political insensitivity and economic takeover. In a sense, the damage caused by this nightmare walking, you can not even blame 100%. That would mean admitting that you have the intellectual tools and the nexus of time needed to reach firm conclusions to justify their decisions. All who love Venezuela know that this is not true.

The little king is advised by the cream of domestic filth, now in power. The little king believes that truth is limited to four leaflets outdated socialist content that someone may have read in her nest at bedtime. The little king admires Fidel Castro, but the truth is that Fidel Castro's not and never will be. Cuba is a country in a coma waiting to rise from the ashes when the capitalist fairy take a turn in the work of Cuban-American theater. Cuba Fidel Castro had a vision for the country, and although the invention went wrong, you can not deny a role in history as a statesman. The little king has only money. The list is short. Only money. The situation favors their whims, period. This good time for the new clothes will go, but the damage inflicted on the nation can be much more durable and may leave visible scars in our souls, ugly and painful. Posted by:.