So I see where ol’ Hugo Chavez is on his way to the hot place.  Not to be uncharitable, but good, bloody riddance.

I recall that one of the great eye-openers of Robbo’s misspent yoot was the discovery of that type of Lefty who not only apologized for communist and socialist strong men, but actually praised and even worshiped them:  Lenin, Stalin, Mao, Castro, the North Vietnamese, Tito, Che…..The list goes on.  Protestations about the brutality of this or that Utopian regime inevitably provoked either outright denial or else blustery and indignant justification amounting to little more than an eggs and omelettes defense.

It was at that point that I recognized the deadly and fundamental clash in this type’s mind between “the People” and the people, and just how cheaply they held the latter in their professed “love” of the former.  (Perhaps not unrelated, it gave me a certain amount of cynical pleasure to note that the kids who identified themselves as “People Persons” in my freshman class new student guide at the People’s Glorious Soviet of Middletown usually turned out to be the biggest, most untrustworthy shites.)