Chavelandia Chronicles
"In the land of the blind, the one-eyed beyond the actual"
Throughout his term, President - Commander Hugo R. Chavez has tried to appear before the country and the world as the great savior of the poor, the representative of good on earth, always harassed and threatened by the forces of evil, ready to provide help wherever there is an injustice, redeemer of the universe, pure, misunderstood and willing to sacrifice in pursuit of their dreams. Immune to the temptations of wealth and the life of the hero of Sabaneta de Barinas unfolds in permanent vows of poverty and fasting. Frugal and devoted his life full of sacrifices, permanently rejecting the pleasures of the flesh, his divorce from worldly life, feeding lean and proclaim it. A tireless worker, ready to unleash Armageddon to remove the evil of Venezuela and the world.
But unfortunately as you former President Jaime Lusinchi, the exalted President Chávez also deceived. The President - Commander plagued the best intentions of the prodigal father distributed as large surpluses of the oil boom of the last ten years, more than one billion dollars distributed with a generosity never seen before, no receipts or invoices are needed, with the word enough for me, with intention is enough for me, with him in the eyes of front enough for me, proclaimed his voice strong and standing tall with his acolytes incredulous and suspicious. Simon Bolivar was born rich and died poor, all his considerable personal wealth and family was sacrificed for the sake of independence and freedom. I am the humble heir of Bolivar I can not be less.
But, like other prophets innocent and gullible in the President Chavez spent his disciples denied and deceived, they were defeated by the forces of darkness, the temptations of the flesh, the easy riches of worldly life, the mean capitalism is stronger than the word of Chavez, were consumed by the Western hedonism and betrayed the principles of his revolution. The money was diverted to lavishly granted numbered accounts in tax havens, the works were incomplete, did not produce land sown crops, livestock turned barren hens roosters permuted in incredibly laid eggs and lived not fighting among themselves. Planes and helicopters dropped alone, the tanks were manufacturing defects, ships and submarines were sunk in the ports. The offerings to the gods and saints did not produce the rain and the seven plagues are unleashed upon Venezuela.
Without water, without light and electricity, abandoned fields and cattle sterile, with businesses closed, streets dotted with blood for the violence, robberies and killings everywhere and the worst thing is that to keep their followers need the President-Commander them ever more money, business with merchants from the temple and as you Lusinchi President Chavez also the vile bankers also deceived him and his followers until the cheese on the table was carried.
Today plagued by debts and failures Commander Chavez ordered the closure of the iron and aluminum, the dream of making Guyana a large industrial park in the world has to be canceled. The streets are dark, the streets and malls are left alone as the lights and electricity run out.
President commander had to devalue the bolivar currency value of the rule, spending the money of all Venezuelans with both hands to remain popular, paying people off work, get the Swede to the dominant debauchery. And the revolution well thanks to the Cuban doctors abandon it and went into exile in Miami. Today the president commander knows that deputies in the assembly do not work, he has to do everything and can not be neglected because they sure were wrong. Were excellent Boccia polishes. Poor
commander
president can not trust anyone, anyone gives a saber, take advantage of their nobility. He imprisoned his disciples and now she has no one to hear your troubles, you hold your jokes. Stands alone in his delirium to the president commander Chimborazo, her dreams heartbreaks vertical chicken coops never worked, became the president of the foundation stone, pure projects unfinished dreams, walk to Santiago desperate to find the Oracle, the Fidel encouraging word to share with him the failure of their chimeras.
Copei Party By: Carlos Melo and Angel Cacique
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