Showing posts with label El Che. Show all posts
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Jul 18, 2018

WHY I FEAR FOR AMERICA - A CUBAN-AMERICAN PERSPECTIVE

By Evelio Perez
"Che" Guevara 
with Fidel Castro 
 Socialism is crawling its way into our country and our way of life is being threatened. 
Every day our voices are being slowly silenced, our constitution is being attacked and our moral beliefs are being tossed aside for the new ways of the new society. 
Some may ask, who does this guy think he is?  
What makes this guy such an expert on Socialism?
  
 I was born in Havana, Cuba in October 1952. We lived in a two-bedroom apartment alongside my twin brother, mother, and father in Old Havana just a couple of blocks from "El Malecon" (The famous seawall along the outskirts of the city).


 We were considered a normal middle-class family with modest means. We had a very close family unit with lots of good friends with plenty of good times, and everything was great until...........................a very charismatic and impressive young man appeared on the scene, this Messiah, this GREAT leader, THE ONE, this person who offered Hope and Change (Hmmmm). He who appeared to have all the answers to every question ever asked and more.

 José Rodríguez executed 
 So on Jan.1,1959, this bearded leader and his triumphant liberators paraded into the streets of Havana lifting the hopes of many who believed in this seemingly great man.

 That was a very scary, brutal, and bloody year, the kangaroo courts were continuously unfair and without any mercy. They were also on television where every day you could see person after person appearing in this farce also called a court of law.  
A real Kangaroo Court
 I will never forget it as the condemned were dragged into the courts with the crowds drooling with hate and screaming at the top of their lungs in complete and delirious devilish harmony the words "PAREDON! PAREDON! PAREDON! PAREDON!" (firing squad) begging for blood, dooming many before they had any chance to defend themselves........  of course, most of them were found guilty and shot minutes later.
 Fidel Castro then proceeded to take all of the people's weapons in the pretense that he would take care of all of us, he told us that only bad people had arms of death............. and yes, he took all of our fire-arms and left us defenseless       (You ever wonder why Castro has lasted so long?)
Raul Castro personally takes
 part in executions
 I still remember the talks our parents had with us about not talking to ANYONE, for we could innocently tell of our parent's disgust with the damned Revolution. The fear of being dragged into those trials was enough torture for an 8-year-old little boy. 


 Eventually, we were pulled out of school because the communist indoctrination started. All teachers taught and demanded that your love and loyalty always began with Fidel, El Che, and the Revolution.

Fidel Castro questioning a Cuban
 farmer before his execution
 Within a year in power, Fidel Castro started to take our freedoms away as he started his Socialist experiment on an unsuspecting and desperate country by confiscating all firearms and nationalizing all industries in Cuba. 

 The government (Fidel) owned everything! Oh yes, even your home and your children. 
Every neighborhood had a committee headed by loyal Castro supporters known by the oppressed as chivatos (rats) that would inform on their neighbors if they even suspected that you were against Fidel and his Revolution.


 Our families were split apart by ideologies, some were with the Revolution and the rest of us were not. Kaos ruled our daily lives so much that we could not even trust our closest friends. However.......... this never-ending and agonizing nightmare would not last forever.


 On September 3, 1961, our Mother told my twin brother and I (to our surprise) that on that same day we were going to America to see our beloved father. (Who left a few months before to get a job and an apartment for us when we got there.)


 I remember getting on that old Pan Am twin-engine propeller plane and leaving the land of my birth and half of my beloved family to never see them again.

 We got to the United States soon after and remember when my feet hit the ground my mother told us crying "Son, we don't have to be scared anymore, now you can say anything you want because we are free".
  I'll never forget those words as long as I live, and it is for that reason that I will continue to fight against this Socialist onslaught that is dooming our society today.

 It is up to us who came from Socialist dictatorships to lead the revolt against the evil that is contaminating America before it is too late. We know who these people are and how they are trying to achieve their goals.

Executioner René Rodríguez Cruz 
shoots García Olayón in the
 head on Jan. 2, 1959
 All immigrants from Nicaragua, Bolivia, El Salvador, Venezuela, Ecuador, and of course Cuba that has experienced the horrors of this system, have to re-double and lead the effort against this Socialist tidal wave that is destroying life as we know it. 

 We must be loud and we must be clear but most of all we must be heard. We must unmask these pretenders and expose them for what they really are, Radical Socialists who are dead set on changing America to their idealistic Socialist utopia.
 Folks, we are at a desperate crossroads in this country's history, and "We The People" are the last line of defense. 

 We must not fail to stop this blatant overthrow of our Constitutional freedoms and our precious way of life because............ the alternative is simply more of the same Cuban nightmare, how do I know?  I was there.............