Hey, Man! That's a Cool T-shirt!

If you admire a killer, by implication, that makes you a killer too. At the very least it makes you so stupid that you don’t understand what it means to admire such a monster, that you are oblivious to the devastation that he or she wrought as well as the attitude toward man and life that the killer expressed.

To those people who wear the symbols of totalitarianism, I'd like to ask, "Do you really have such little regard for life that you can rationalize your way into believing that a cold-blooded killer is a humanitarian…or worse, that he is in some way cool? Grow up. Look around you for a change."

If you want a cool image to put on your T-shirt, there are plenty of handsome Hispanic men from which to choose. Some of them are actually pretty cool guys. But if you think it's cool to advertise ideas that have killed untold millions around the world, really, what are you thinking? Communism is not cool, anti-capitalism is not cool, murder in the name of these ideas is not cool. Would you murder your next door neighbor who runs a factory and employs your father?

A few years ago, I watched a boxing match where Mike Tyson sported a tattoo on his arm of Mao Tse Tung. I thought to myself, “What an idiot.” Yet, even today there are many highly educated people who praise Mao. How is it that they ignore the atrocities he committed in the name of communism? How is it that they consider him a hero? Do they also want millions of Americans to be murdered for the sake of a “socialist” state? One would have to conclude that they do.

The same goes for those of you who admire and are inspired by Che Guevara, the Cuban revolutionary known for the murder of thousands of Cubans without trial. One would have to wonder why you don’t also sport images of Hitler and Stalin.

If you think monsters like Che are cool, perhaps you should visit Miami and talk to some of the families whose relatives were killed at Che’s command. Or talk to those whose relatives were killed by Che's own hand. If you think Che was justified in these murders ask yourself whether these people at least had a right to due process and trial by jury. Do you really advocate murder by the whim of people like Che? Is this what you are about?

Ask yourself how you would feel if it had been your grandfather who had been killed by Che. As the “cool” Che told a cheering UN General Assembly in 1964, “Certainly we execute!. And we will continue executing as long as it is necessary! This is a war to the death against the revolution’s enemies!” You may not know that those enemies included Americans and that Che would not have hesitated to use nuclear weapons against American cities. Pretty cool, huh? I think not.

Did you know that Che also took long-haired teenagers off the streets of Havana and put them in prison camps replete with machine guns and watch towers? His was not a typical American summer camp. You would have come out of such a camp, if you came out, a different person.

I quote from Humberto Fontova’s article: “…Carlos Machado was 15 years old in 1963 when the bullets from the firing squad shattered his body. His twin brother and father collapsed beside Carlos from the same volley. All had resisted Castro’s and Che’s theft of their humble family farm.

Rigoberto Hernandez was 17 when Che’s soldiers dragged him from his cell in La Cabana, jerked his head back to gag him and started dragging him to the stake. Little “Rigo” pleaded his innocence to the very bloody end. But his pleas were garbled and difficult to understand. His struggles while being gagged and bound to the stake were also awkward. The boy had been a janitor in a Havana high school and was mentally retarded. His single mother had pleaded his case with hysterical sobs. She had begged, beseeched and finally proven to his “prosecutors” that it was a case of mistaken identity. Her only son, a boy in such a condition, couldn’t possibly have been “a CIA agent planting bombs.”

“Fuego!” and the firing squad volley riddled Rigo’s little bent body as he moaned and struggled awkwardly against his bounds, blindfold and gag. Remember the gallant Che Guevara’s instructions to his revolutionary courts: “Judicial evidence is an archaic bourgeois detail.” And remember that Harvard Law School’s invitation to Fidel Castro to speak on campus, and rollicking ovation he received, happened in the very midst of this appalling and lawless bloodbath.”(1)

Yet, I think one of the most telling stories about Che involves how this "brave knight" of the revolution died. From Fontova again: “One day before his death in Bolivia, Che Guevara—for the first time in his life—finally faced something properly describable as combat. So he ordered his guerrilla charges to give no quarter, to fight to their last breaths and to their last bullet. With his men doing exactly what he ordered (fighting and dying to the last bullet), a slightly wounded Che snuck away from the firefight and surrendered with fully loaded weapons while whimpering to his captors: “Don’t Shoot! I’m Che. I’m worth more to you alive than dead!” His Bolivian captors viewed the matter differently.”(2)

Che was an evil murderer of bound innocents and a wimpering coward when it came to his own life. That wasn't cool. He did not go down like a proud revolutionary convinced of the righteousness of his cause - with bullets flying and screaming to the top of his voice "Viva la revolucion!". The real Che was a slobbering, sniveling, cockroach begging to be spared from the very same death he had so easily dished to others. Remember that when you wear his cool T-shirt, man.

To learn more about the real Che, go to: http://www.discoverthenetworks.org/individualProfile.asp?indid=2054.

(1)http://www.sodahead.com/united-states/cuba-castro-che-and-change/blog-291826/
(2)Ibid