Che Guevara: “idealist,” “symbol of liberation.” Phil Robertson “Liar!” “Hater!”
Not since the young Vito Corleone persuaded landlord Signor Roberto to “walkback” his decision to evict the poor widow and her dog (“and the dog stays, right?”) has a business decision been reversed as abruptly, awkwardly or hilariously. We can only wonder what Phil Robertson’s version of “of course the dog stays, right?” sounded like to the hat-holding and stuttering A&E executives.
“Who put a book by that filthy f*ggot on my shelf!” snarled Che Guevara (subject of a History Channel glorification) upon noticing a book on the shelf of the Cuban embassy in Algiers in December 1964. The disgusted Che yanked out the book by Virgilio Pinera and slammed it against the wall, while snarling more insults of the sort Phil Robertson politely eschewed in his GQ interview.
Pinera was an internationally-famous gay poet who had somehow prospered in “fascist, racist, classist, macho-ist, etc. etc. etc.” Cuba before its “liberation” and “progressive enlightenment” by the Castro brothers and Che Guevara as hailed by the world’s “progressives” practically en masse.
A year after Che Guevara’s tantrum against “filthy f*ggots!” the regime he co-founded began herding tens of thousands of Cuban men and boys into forced labor camps for the crime of fluttering their eyelashes, flapping their hands, wearing tight pants, talking with a lisp, listening to rock music, etc. Indeed, the regime hailed by rockers from Carlos Santana to Bonnie Raitt, from Stephen Stills to Chrissie Hynde and from Jackson Browne to Jimmy Buffet coined a new term for criminal activity within its Stalinist realm: “Elvispresleyism.”
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