Shocker: Raúl Castro demands more Sacrifice from the Cuban People! Fuck Revolution!
Since I was born to the age of 12 I heard nothing but “Sacrifice for the Revolution”. The “revolution” never ends. The Sacrifice never ends. There’s no light at the end of the tunnel. Castro’s thugs enjoy the privileges of Sultans while they demand more “sacrifice” from the people. The Cuban Communists have perfected the art of lying: the sacrifice is perennial. The word “sacrifice” applies only to the Cuban people. The Marxist elite enjoy the fruits of the oppression and human rights abuses the put in practice on the Cuban people on a daily basis. On days like July 26 the dictatorship gives the people cheap beer, cheap music, and T-shirts with the nightmarish Communist slogans. “Always 26” the song goes. Always 26 of July, betrayed by Castro and his subjects in the name of Marxism. The Cuban regime has been asking for “Sacrifice” for 50 years now. The answer is more than two million Cubans are spread around the world. The ones that have escaped the wrath of Communism. Nine million keep on hoping for change inside the island.
Gathered in trucks. like sheep, they are driven to Communist celebrations like the one you can see in this video. It’s hard to understand for an American or a European, even a Latin American, for that matter, because you have to experience Communism to truly understand its evil. Here the crowd sings and dances to the tunes of hate: hate against the United States, hate to all democrats in the world. I lived through this, I know. Just ask the Russians who are old enough to know what it was like in the Soviet Union for 74 years or the countries in the Iron Curtain. Just hold an election to see if they want to go back to Communism. No chance. The heart of Communism is HATE.
U2 Bono: Fuck Revolution!
“Now lemme tell you somethin’. I’ve had enough of Irish Americans who haven’t been back to their country in twenty or thirty years come up to me and talk about the resistence, the revolution back home. And the glory of the revolution, and the glory of dyin’ for the revolution. Fuck the revolution! They don’t talk about the glory of killing for the revolution. What’s the glory in takin’ a man from his bed and gunnin’ him down in front of his wife and his children? Where’s the glory in that? Where’s the glory in bombing a Rememberance Day parade of old-aged pensioners, their medals taken out and polished up for the day. Where’s the glory in that? To leave them dyin’, or crippled for life, or dead, under the rubble of a revolution that the majority of the people of my country don’t want. Sing no more!”
Bono U2 1988
