There is something good to be said about a man who, instead of doling out his country’s riches to the already rich, gave them to the poor. That has to be commendable. But there is something harsh to be said about the man who, rather than harness his country’s human talents, quite happily scattered them to the diaspora. There is something paralyzing about a paranoid mind that saw “enemies” behind life’s chance events, even the blowing of the wind. For those whose properties were seized indiscriminately or were ruined for no good cause by the Comandante Eternal then there is something gratifying that he was, after all, merely a mortal. His macroeconomic policies were, as far as was reported in the West, woeful and such policies, despite the fantasies of revolutionaries, have never been a success for any country ever. They won’t be for Venezuela either since she is no more special than any nation that has gone before.
Yet, there is something sad about the passing of the man that Venezuela has lost. Even though like all mad men he stood for the accumulation of power, he unlike our capitalist fat cats (think Prince Alwaleed Bin Talal who wants the world to KNOW just how rich he is, what a pimp!) did not promote the concentration of wealth like is occurring say in America. He stood up to bullying from the United States while being a bully of considerable merit himself; yes he was a despicable hypocrite. Venezuela shall see no man like him again and she should pray there is no Stalin in the wings after the loss of this Lenin. That would be a tragedy but then tragedy is what humans excel at.