So this Castro guy finally transferred his lunatic self to the next realm this last weekend. I mostly just shrugged because to me this was a forgone conclusion. The dude’s been a functioning corpse for the better part of a decade after he handed power over to his brother Raul. Fidel occasionally surfaced to speak his mind here and there, but Raul’s been calling the shots. But man oh man, did a whole bunch of people take this event to the stratosphere. The universe had the opportunity to remind the universe how much they felt Castro was either a hero or a barbarian.
I tend to fall in line with the barbarian crowd. But mostly, this weekend gave me the opportunity to become depressed at how many people in the West are all too happy to still gloss over the dark realities of people they happen to like. Especially because a lot of these folks are running Western institutions. I’ll go ahead and give Justin Trudeau a partial pass for his lovey comments on Fidel. It’s generally okay to like a guy when he carries your Dad’s casket. It’ll let that one go. But if you want to understand why Brexit happened and the EU is tanking, look no further than Jean Claude Juncker’s comment that Castro was seen as a “hero”. Hey Jean, you have problems with your brain buddy. It’s time to retire, okay bro. The EU needs like, people who aren’t a mess like you.
I only get this Castro worship as some kind of twisted complex that old people or hipsters use to take their brains back to 1967. As in, to them it’s the idea of Castro being The Man’s nemesis, weed still being rebellious, and electric guitars. Think of the dude smoking hash today in Denver, whilst wearing a Che shirt, drinking PBR, and commenting to his buddies about how much he truly, truly hates [insert anything here]. Okay, I guess, but you have to look past nostalgia and live in the real world. Particularly if you’re in the business of running Canada or the EU.
Castro goes into my column as the consummate example of a guy who pours honey potion into your ear while he rams a stiletto dagger into your kidney. The dude’s appeal to the bulk of humanity was all talk. Castro talked a good game of social justice and equality. Then he turned around and enriched his own personal elite and destroyed his country. Depending on how you count, thousands or tens-of-thousands of Cubans were executed during his reign. Tens-of-thousands more died at sea fleeing his utopia. Also depending on how you count, perhaps 10-20% of Cubans left during the last five decades. The equivalent number is if around 30 million Americans felt the country was so bad they moved to Canada, with the understanding that say two million would die during the journey.
It’s all well and good to have universal healthcare and education, but what do these matter when your doctors only make $23 a month (actual fact) or all that education doesn’t allow the student to actually think freely or speak their mind? These are not the hallmarks of an enlightened regime or a decent ruler. Castro was a brutal dictator, worthy of disgust.
But hey, it’s all good, for this is in our blood, sadly. I’ve been reading Greek history again lately. A few days ago I caught the tale of the Greek general and politician in Theramenes, Circa 411 BC. This guy grows up in Athenian democracy, at a time when 0.0043% of the planet’s population had the pleasure of living under anything better than Vicious Overlord #43,298. So what does Theramenes do with his life? Well:
– Conspires to overthrow the Athenian democracy with the Persians and succeeds
– Somehow manages to separate himself from the oligarchy’s garbage reputation and is abroad as general / admiral when democracy is restored
– He’s let off the hook (for some reason) and then spends his time as a highly successful military commander
– But, after the Athenian naval victory at Arginusae he’s accused of fumbling the rescue of shipwrecked Sailors
– He shifts the blame off himself and onto six other Athenian admirals, then sits back and watches them go to trial and get put to death
– He helps negotiate Athens’ surrender to Sparta, then gets himself appointed as part of the new oligarchy / dictatorship
– The new oligarchy then proceeds to mill human flesh, execute Athenians just to confiscate their property, murdered non-Athenians in the city to get their money, and so on
– Theramenes eventually crosses the other oligarchs and they team up and put him to death to be rid of him; he dies like a boss though, insulting and mocking his rival Critias right after he drank the poison
I guess my point of this tale is for over a decade Theramenes plays at the pinnacle of Athenian society, politics, and culture before somebody finally decides it’s time for him to go. You would have thought after that first coup somebody would have been like, “Hey, uh, Theramenes is a bad man, he’s probably got to go.” But no, he sticks around, he continues to do harm. I’m sure after he died, a whole bunch of Athenians were sad to see him go. A nice old couple probably called him a “hero”, even though Theramenes’ goons had visited their neighbors the night before and killed them.
I’m not sure what to make of all this, really, other than to state we have a long history of loving dictators. It’s weird. It’s wrong. But, it’s also human. Whatever that means.
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