Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Another of Those Posts that My Mother Would Disapprove


Wouldn't you just love to be a fly on the wall of the hospital room where this picture was taken!  Hugo and those Krazy Kastro Boyz!  Ol' Hugo was even sporting his favorite track suit!

Being southern, my Mama always admonished me to hold my tongue if I couldn't say something nice about someone. Ordinarily, being southern myself, I heed that admonition.  But, there are just some folks that set my tongue to wagging, and Hugo Chavez is one of them.

Pepper forwarded me this link in an email this afternoon:

"From all available reports, Hugo Chavez is in critical condition in a hospital in Cuba. The Venezuelan communist dictator was taken to Cuba several weeks ago for an emergency surgery regarding pelvic swelling, which has led many to speculate that he is dealing with prostate cancer.

In the irony of ironies, Hugo Chavez was faced with the decision to have to leave his own nation, and the health care system that was supposed to be an example for other nations, to receive care from another questionable health care system in Cuba."

In the "Subject" line, he titled the email, "Apparently God Has a Sense of Humor."

It would appear so, indeed.

In my reply I suggested that he get together a group of retired Blackwater guys, invade Venezuela, and storm the golf courses to take them back from "the people" before Chavez comes home.  I haven't heard from him in awhile.  Hmmm, I wonder.  I'd better go check whether any of the jungle camo uniforms are missing . . . .

4 comments:

  1. In the same vein:

    http://www.urbanskishow.com/b/Poor-Hugo-Is-Still-Recovering/-355111982821820111.html

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  2. Fly on the wall? I'd rather be a Claymore under the bed.

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  3. Your Mama may not approve, but I do. I hear ya about what Mom said (coz MY Mom said that very same thing, and often), and I'm just as successful at holding my tongue as you, Moogie. Only less so. SOME things require comment.

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  4. Good one, Harvey.

    I'd rather you be a claymore under the bed, too, Murph! Remotely, of course!

    Yeah, Buck, I chose to disregard the "pretty is as pretty does" advice this time.

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