Posted on 10/09/2013 11:56:48 AM PDT by Kaslin
(October 9, 2013 marks the 5th anniversary of the YAF sponsored No More Che Day. It also marks the 46th anniversary of Che Guevaras death.)
Good thing the college hipsters who wear Che T-shirts didnt live in Stalinist Cuba under their idol.
Youth must refrain from ungrateful questioning of governmental mandates! snarled the KGB-mentored Che Guevara in 1961. Instead they must dedicate themselves to study, work and military service! Youth should learn to think and act as a mass. It is criminal to think of individuals! Individualism must disappear from Cuba!
By the mid-'60s, the crime of a "rocker" lifestyle (blue jeans, long hair, fondness for the Beatles and Stones) or effeminate behavior got thousands of youths yanked out of Cuba's streets and parks by Ches KGB-trained secret police and dumped in prison camps with "Work Will Make Men Out of You" emblazoned in bold letters above the gate and with machine-gunners posted on the watchtowers. The initials for these camps were UMAP, not GULAG, but the conditions were quite similar.
Today, the world's largest image of the man whom so many college hipsters sport on their shirts adorns Cuba's headquarters and torture chambers for its KGB-trained secret police. Nothing could be more fitting.
The most popular version of the Che T-shirt, for instance, sports the slogan "fight oppression" under his famous countenance. This is the face of the second-in-command, chief executioner, and chief KGB liaison for a regime that jailed political prisoners at a higher rate than Stalin's and murdered more people in its first five years in power than Hitler's murdered in its first six.
Forty-six years ago today, Ernesto Che Guevara got a major dose of his own medicine. Without trial he was declared a murderer, stood against a wall and shot. If the saying What goes around comes around ever fit, its here.
When you saw the beaming look on Ches face as his victims were tied to the stake and blasted apart by the firing squad, said a former Cuban political prisoner, to this writer, you saw there was something seriously, seriously wrong with Che Guevara.
As commander of the La Cabana execution yard, Che often shattered the skull of the condemned man (or boy) by firing the coup de grace himself. When other duties tore him away from his beloved execution yard, he consoled himself by viewing the slaughter. Ches second-story office in La Cabana had a section of wall torn out so he could watch his darling firing-squads at work.
Even as a youth, Ernesto Guevaras writings revealed a serious mental illness. My nostrils dilate while savoring the acrid odor of gunpowder and blood. Crazy with fury I will stain my rifle red while slaughtering any vencido that falls in my hands! With the deaths of my enemies I prepare my being for the sacred fight and join the triumphant proletariat with a bestial howl! This passage is from Ernesto Guevaras famous Motorcycle Diaries, though Robert Redford somehow overlooked it while directing his heart-warming movie.
The Spanish word vencido, by the way, translates into defeated or surrendered. And indeed, the acrid odor of gunpowder and blood very, very rarely reached Guevaras nostrils from anything properly describable as combat. It mostly came from the close-range murders of unarmed and defenseless men (and boys.) Carlos Machado was 15 years old in 1963 when the bullets from the firing squad shattered his body. His twin brother and father collapsed beside Carlos from the same volley. All had resisted Castro and Ches theft of their humble family farm, all refused blindfolds and all died sneering at their Communist murderers, as did thousands of their valiant countrymen.
Viva Cuba Libre! Viva Cristo Rey! Abajo Comunismo!
The defiant yells would make the walls of La Cabana prison tremble, wrote eyewitness to the slaughter, Armando Valladares.
The one genuine accomplishment in Che Guevaras life was the mass-murder of defenseless men and boys. Under his own gun dozens died. Under his orders thousands crumpled. At everything else Che Guevara failed abysmally, even comically.
During his Bolivian guerrilla campaign, Che split his forces whereupon they got hopelessly lost and bumbled around, half-starved, half-clothed and half-shod, without any contact with each other for 6 months before being wiped out. They didnt even have WWII vintage walkie-talkies to communicate and seemed incapable of applying a compass reading to a map. They spent much of the time walking in circles and were usually within a mile of each other. During this blundering they often engaged in ferocious firefights against each other.
You hate to laugh at anything associated with Che, who murdered so many, says Felix Rodriguez, the Cuban-American CIA officer who played a key role in tracking him down in Bolivia. But when it comes to Che as guerrilla you simply cant help but guffaw.
So for many, the questions remains: how did such an incurable doofus, sadist and epic idiot attain such iconic status?
The answer is that this psychotic and thoroughly unimposing vagrant named Ernesto Guevara de la Serna y Lynch had the magnificent fortune of linking up with modern historys top press agent, Fidel Castro, who from the New York Times Herbert Matthews in 1957, through CBS Ed Murrow in 1959 to CBS Dan Rather, to ABCs Barbara Walters always had the mainstream media anxiously scurrying to his every beck and call and eating out of his hand like trained pigeons.
Had Ernesto Guevara not linked up with Raul and Fidel Castro in Mexico City that fateful summer of 1955 had he not linked up with a Cuban exile named Nico Lopez in Guatemala the year before who later introduced him to Raul and Fidel Castro in Mexico City everything points to Ernesto continuing his life of a traveling hobo, panhandling, mooching off women, staying in flophouses and scribbling unreadable poetry.
Ches image is particularly ubiquitous on college campuses. But in the wrong places. He belongs in the marketing, PR and advertising departments. His lessons and history are fascinating and valuable, but only in light of P.T. Barnum. One born every minute, Mr. Barnum? If only youd lived to see the Che phenomenon. Actually, ten are born every second.
His pathetic whimpering while dropping his fully-loaded weapons as two Bolivian soldiers approached him on Oct. 8 1967 (Dont shoot! Im Che! Im worth more to you alive than dead!) proves that this cowardly, murdering swine was unfit to carry his victims slop buckets.
I’m more than willing to celebrate a National Che Died Day.
It is horrifying that the Left continues to glorify this monster with tee shirts, decals, and bumperstickers....a Communist executioner....the same difference as honoring someone like Adolf Eichmann.
He’s one of their heros
You forgot racist. His diaries from his time in the Belgian Congo came out 15 or 20 years ago.
The branding of Che by the Left into a popular hippie revolutionary counter culture folk hero is simply pathetic and nothing short of pure evil. We saw the same bs with hope and change and yes we can and all of those “hope” posters.
Not to mention that Fidel and Che wanted to seize control of the Soviet missiles in Cuba and launch them. Just think, stupid leftists, you who fawn over the very people who nearly could have incinerated you.
Fidel and Che’s obscene ambition was the real reason Kruschev removed the missiles.
Never heard that one. Can I read about it online?
One of my military instructors lead the SF Adviser A - Teams in Bolivia to take out Che, No US rounds fired, just on the ground advice.
LOL - LOL - LOL, still LOL and that was in 1972 when he was my instructor.
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