Too little, too late

Guest post by frequent commenter Asombra

I don’t much care if Fidel is dead or dying, which is more a matter of disgust than indifference.

The bastard’s done what he was going to do; his death won’t undo it, and there’s no way to make him pay, no matter how horrible his death. Yes, he’s literally like a huge pile of the foulest shit imaginable stinking up the place, but there’s so much other dung all over Cuba that removing him will not end the stench.

Yes, he’s better dead than alive, but when he finally croaks we’ll have to endure yet more insult and indignity. There will be the official funeral spectacle in Cuba, with the attendant weeping citizens and other obscenities, covered breathlessly (if not pantingly) by foreign presstitutes—who WILL largely treat it as the sad passing of a great if somewhat flawed man (like all great men, of course). You can bet that, as always, they’ll be more respectful and “understanding” toward Fidel than toward his countless victims—and I’m talking about the more “neutral” media operatives, not the modern variations on Herbert Matthews, who are certainly out and about.

There will be, once again, insufferably holier-than-thou public expressions of disapproval and exasperation directed at “those people” for daring to celebrate–it’s not as if they can be permitted to do like the Munchkins when the Wicked Witch of the East was killed (the Munchkins, of course, had a Hollywood dispensation, considered at least as good as a papal dispensation, if not better).

There will be endless and excruciating “assessments” from all manner of “experts,” fellow travelers, useful idiots and amoral opportunists, complete with heartfelt condolences from assorted show biz cretins and wistful reminiscences from the likes of Barbara Walters. I need not mention what we’ll get from the New York Times and Latrine America, so have anti-emetic meds handy.

In other words, it will be more salt on the wound, lots of it, but the wound will not heal with the death of an ancient totalitarian wreck; it can only heal with the death of his system and all that goes with it. By all means celebrate the monster’s death when it comes, if you wish, but don’t take it for more than it’s worth. At this point, it’s far too little much too late.

12 thoughts on “Too little, too late”

  1. Excellent, and right-on-the-dime. The author of this piece successfully and perfectly verbalizes what many of us feel and what will no doubt happen once the psychopathic monstrosity finally dies.

    To us, its like adding salt to a large, gaping, painful, throbbing wound. There is no closure with the death of castro. Closure would have happened if castro would have ended up like Mussolini or Nicolae Ceau?escu and if we would have been able to bring to justice [Nuremburg style] castro’s family, his ministers and sundry high ranking nomenclatura as well as the system’s executioners. This will not happen. Instead of his eulogy being that he is the longest living dictator in the world, it will be that he outlived 10+ American presidents and that he brought health and literacy to a miserably impoverished third world people. And worst of all, that he brought a sense of dignity to us [a people that were as the popular MSM narrative goes, were exploited by the Americans before castro saved us]. The spin doctors in the MSM will go into full spin. It’s a prospect that’s painful to consider.

    As the author of the piece states, he’s the largest smelliest piece of shit ever and he will continue to smell for decades after. You see, we were not able to free our nation and as such, we will be seen as a failed, inept, passive and even cowardly people.

  2. Right on the money…!! That’s why i want a BIG PARTY in Miami when Castro’s dead is published worlwide, to counter the pathetic show in Havana.


  3. Asombra and Rayarena I agree completely.

    I am saddest for the Cuban people who don’t have a chance to get out from under. There are so many brave Cubans; I don’t understand such bravery. It is difficult for me to “blame” Cubans for not doing more to combat their tyrants. How are they to manage that? It would take a miracle, like the world understanding the depth of the despair and giving them solidarity. And that ain’t gonna happen.

  4. Fifty-three years later, the children of the children born in the US from the many who refused to live under Castro STILL self-identify as Cuban, and many still speak the language.

    Cubans have been compared to Jews…long memories and strong self-identity.

    Fidel is now, or will soon be Satan’s problem, that is step #1 toward reconstruction. Old Scratch better make damned sure that Fidel doesn’t round up 82 willing demons and a boat, or that he knocks off Charon and uses his boat to cross the Styx.

    Let them do their thing, let them do the funeral and the praising…that’s their end, and our start.

    “A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.”

    Change will come, in one way or another. It is inevitable, and closer after Fidel’s death than before it.

    We’ve been waiting for an opening to take this first step for fifty-three years. This is no time to stumble, or to question the worth of the journey.

    If I see the slightest opening I’m going in, because oppression that allows even a hint of freedom can’t stand for long.

    If we don’t believe that change can happen it will be us who look bad, we’ve been the ones saying that we will rebuild.

    It’s just about “money where your mouth is” time.

    Our time.

  5. Ditto Luis,

    Ladies and Gentleman,

    This is no time to loose the faith. This is time to rejoice because we’re finally witnessing justice unfolding.

    It’s coming, Ya viene llegando.

  6. Fidel was never the real problem, and he’s certainly not that now. He was a very skillful (and lucky) opportunist and manipulator, but what he did required massive enabling from others, and he got it. The real problem, or rather the main one, was the Cuban people. We still can’t face that, and I’m not sure we ever really will. It’s far easier and less painful to blame one man, or a few, or external factors beyond our control. Yes, the problem was clearly multi-factorial, and foreign elements were obviously significant, but the key factor, the root of the problem, was the Cuban people. It still is.

    I agree that the disappearance or removal of the Castros from Cuba is a necessary part of the solution, but ours is not a case of “muerto el perro se acabó la rabia.” That would be nice, but it’s not anywhere near that simple. There are many, MANY dogs infected, to varying degrees and in different ways, but still sick, and they don’t necessarily foam at the mouth. The disease can be considerably less blatant, but it is still there, and it is still pathological and dysfunctional, often covertly. I’m not saying it’s incurable, but the first step toward a cure is realizing you’re sick and seeking appropriate treatment, and given the nature of this particular illness, many if not most of the afflicted are unlikely to do that.

    Cuba is like a giant version of the Aegean stables. There’s shit all over the place, which has been accumulating for over half a century. Removing the pile named Fidel Castro is indeed a step toward cleanup, and a necessary one, but in reality a much smaller step than we wish it were. Unfortunately, just as there’s no tooth fairy or Santa Claus, there’s no Hercules to clean up Cuba, and there won’t be. Cubans, or enough of them, have to do that themselves, and cleansing, like charity, begins at home.

  7. “The real problem, or rather the main one, was the Cuban people.”

    That would make the same people who have been referred to as the “Golden exiles” the problem. That would make me the problem.

    The people who remained behind, trapped in a perfect jail with the sea as its retaining walls, unarmed and oppressed are to blame for whatever they did to survive?

    I can’t, no, I won’t buy into that.

    I am sorry, but what you say invalidates everything that every Cuban exile has done since 1959…because we are “Cuban people” too.

  8. Luis, you’re not reading me properly. The problem was fully in place before 1959. Cuba was like a minefield, and Fidel was the detonator. Once he took over and his system became entrenched and pervasive, affecting everyone and everything, there was no escape from contamination and the corresponding deformation for those on the island, with the inevitable and predictable results. The issue is not blaming them for being born into or raised in a hellish totalitarian shithole, but rather that they see how that affected them and, if possible, that they consciously overcome that. As for exiles, nothing I said invalidates them. I regret that you read me that way, but that was absolutely not what I was getting at.

  9. I don’t know…maybe I am naive.

    I always believed that we came here to prepare to fix “there” when “there” was ready to be fixed. Not that “Two Shores” bullshit…one people.

    Yes…the mentality and the culture have been impacted by 53 years of the Castro shit, but changing all that will be our job.

    Is it going to be hard?

    Incredibly fucking hard.

    Probably almost as hard as it was for my father to go from being a banker, to a busboy, and my mother from a housewife to a hotel maid when no one else spoke their language. Probably not nearly as difficult as sending your kids on a plane to another country, hoping that you’ll see them again some day. Probably not as difficult as being one of those kids and sort of maybe understanding why your parents just sent you away…or not.

    Probably not as hard as making the decision to risk drowning your entire family just to get to someplace where you can breathe.

    I get what you are saying, but I can’t buy into that.

    I have to trust that all the bad will be overcomed, and that the Cuban culture will rise.

    People learn.

  10. I just finished reading Little Bee about horrors in Nigeria. I see no way that the victims could be able to resist. And there it happened quickly and is not long lived as in Cuba.
    The irony is that my book group will read this with concern, but without any understanding that it is their very world view of “war is not the answer” and peaceful negotiations are better than confrontation that is the cause of the readiness of the devil to arise anywhere. And if I brought that up or even mentioned any comparison with Cuba, I would be shouted down.
    My point is, and I repeat myself as an outside observer of present day Cuba, that it is easy to sit in judgment of Cubans with their inability or unwillingness to stand up to the regime, but I do not. The real challenge is for the free world to take a more concerted interest or tyranny and worse will always thrive.

  11. Luis, people can learn and change if they want to, if they feel they need to or have to, but not if they think they’re fine and dandy and have no problem that needs fixing. People can be significantly dysfunctional without realizing or admitting they’re the problem, and that is a big part of their dysfunction. I know people like that, unfortunately, and I don’t recommend them. We cannot fix or change other people; it’s hard enough to fix or change one’s self.

    It’s not for me to tell you why you and your family are here, or what your job is with respect to Cuba. But I can tell you this: my parents came here to save their children’s minds and souls from the poison that is communism as embodied by Castro, Inc. There was no other reason, and they accomplished their goal, albeit at a steep price that I’m sure I need not explain to you. Having paid such a price, they don’t owe the people behind Castro, Inc. anything–zip, zero, nada. Neither do I, though I certainly owe my parents, and have done and am doing my duty by them. The people behind Castro, Inc. also owe my parents and yours, and they owe you and me, but of course that’s a moot point because they’re not paying us, ever. Maybe I’m cynical or bitter, and maybe you’re naïve, or maybe it’s all or some of the above. I expect I’d feel better if I could be more optimistic, but I just don’t see things that way.

    And as for being one people, we were certainly that before 1959, one people on the same shore, and look what happened. Look how incredibly badly we screwed it up, like infantile idiots, like Latrine American morons—and maybe that’s what we were, after all, or not much better. It makes me sick and very angry, not to mention deeply ashamed. I suppose we were dangerously immature, credulous and shallow. Heaven knows we were easy pickings–not all Cubans, of course, but too many. And now look at our adoptive country, and how many are blind or worse, and how far decadence has gone. Lord help us.

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