The current occupant of the presidential chair is another leader who joins this long list of revolutionaries kicking left and right. Kick teachers whose salaries are below two dollars per month; the same happens with doctors, also kicked, with nurses, with young professionals forced to leave the country in search of better living conditions, with public employees, with pensioners and retirees, with workers from state companies. Kicking and more kicking is what the Venezuelans receive daily from a government that is lavish in this of hitting the national fund. Kickings come from Miraflores, the ministries, the governorships, the mayors' offices, the National Constituent Assembly, the General Prosecutor's Office of the Republic, the Supreme Court of Justice, the General Comptroller of the Nation, the CNE, institutions , at the service of the autocrat, who by such subordination function as other ministries of the National Executive.
Everything that happens in these moments reminds me of another Venezuelan executioner, ruler in the first decades of the twentieth century. I refer to Juan Vicente Gómez, the Benemérito, the chief of the Chácharos, the leader of the Sagrada, the militias of that regime. A hundred years ago this country was taped by this autocrat from his hacienda La Mulera, located in the Venezuelan Andes. He turned our nation into his great latifundio and the Venezuelans into his pawns. Such was his criterion to lead the destiny of our country during the 27 years that his dictatorship lasted. In the end Venezuela was a primitive country, rustic, backward in every way, prostrated before the military boot of the Tachiren hosts; just two universities with an enrollment that did not exceed 500 students, some ruined schools scattered in the main cities of the country, very few hospitals, and an occasional modest factory of candles or soaps. Venezuelans were mostly illiterate, dying by thousands of victims of hunger and diseases such as malaria. And the dissatisfied with the regime were shackled and sent to the Rotunda, which was then a real factory of the dead.
Something similar to that ruined country is what will leave us the cruel leader who today is stationed in the presidential palace.
Covered under the story of the Bolivarian Socialist Revolution runs a superpaquetazo that would envy the very Carlos Andrés Pérez. They stand out for the obvious in this program: the devaluation of the bolivar, hyperinflation, speculation, scarcity of all kinds of products, including medicines, the delivery of natural resources to foreign capital: gold and oil; the inequality in the distribution of wealth, the concentration of capital, financial and monetary speculation, corruption, poverty, exclusion, inequality, violence, all these characteristics of a neoliberal government. Therefore, this is a bad government of the right, authoritarian, with a terrible management of the country, with results that have turned the lives of Venezuelans into a daily tragedy. The miserable country is the great achievement of Maduro and his prattle of the PSUV.
