To the Venezuelan people….
You voted for this, enticed by Utopian fallacies thinner than a wet t’shirt contest over spring break. Don’t expect us to come bailing your asses out. Socialism and Communism fails, has failed, continue to fail in every single corner of the globe. This was the eventuality you embraced through your own short sightedness and greed for the wealth of others which you did not earn.
You sought to improve your own personal circumstance by raiding that which you did not earn using the state as a truncheon with which to bludgeon those who DID earn that which you elected to steal.
Now that that the same truncheon you so avidly polished is being used as a cudgel on YOU: you expect others to bail you out of the mess you created. You didn’t have a problem with stealing the earnings of others when the funds were deposited into your coffers – and you certainly didn’t mind empowering jack booted thugs to perform the seizures for you.
Now that the jack boot is on YOUR neck: life looks just a little bit different – doesn’t it?!
Your greed for that which you did not earn encouraged you to establish and embellish a state which has the all encompassing power to take everything you wanted. Well, you – got – your – wish. You now suffer at the hands of an all powerful state. This is your doing, this is your fault, you did this and you’re going to have to be the ones to clean it up.
Short sightedness and greed motivated your actions: predicated on the mistaken belief that nothing would ever change. One fluctuation in the oil market upon which you decided to base your entire national economy on: forced you to rely on the dwindling funds of the bourgeois who you so thoroughly despised. Now the money is gone, the well has dried up, there is nothing left for you to steal because the very people who could have saved you from this – are gone.
You cannot evade the law of causality forever.
Using oil as a supplicate for every advantageous and otherwise normal economic venture has left you with no farmers, no farm land, no live stock and nothing to trade with in order to gain even the basic subsistence of life. You sold every prosperous, industrious, productive member of your society down the river when you decided to tax 3/4 of everything they earned. As a result: they went out of business, they’re gone.
What’s more: you didn’t care while you were doing it because all you saw was a disposable resource you were greedy to suck dry like a parasite which eventually kills it’s host. A tic instinctual knows better than to kill the dog upon which it feeds: you glutinous fiends sapped and suckled like a tape worm until the work animal keeled over and died.
This you did with avarice and intent, disdainful of those who were productive and earned their success. Doing so while high on the premise that you could sell your oil at a high enough price from now until the end of time: and always be able to trade oil for food stocks, toilet paper, soap and name brand cereal.
The moment the price of oil went down: all the goods, services, products and basic necessities which were formerly provided by the most productive members of your society, and later provided by the government via oil – evaporated so quickly you didn’t have time to realize you went from high on the hog to scavenging the streets for cats and squirrels.
I’d tell you to go fuck yourselves but you already did that when you decided your greed for what others had earned: was of greater importance than the individual rights and liberties of those you decided to extort.
Enjoy your despotic regime: such is the fate of those who’s foolishness, folly or greed prevents them from understanding that a state big enough to give you everything you want; is also big enough to take everything you have. I hope it lasts a year for every dollar which your vaunted proletariat decided to seize from your demonized bourgeoisie.
You made your bed, you lay in it: and don’t come crying to me about it. You deserve everything you are getting.
You are utterly incapable of comprehending the depth, breadth and euphoric catharsis I will continue to relish in watching your society of greed and the Utopic fallacies upon which it was predicated burn to the ground around your ears. And as the internal war within your borders rages: the only thing climbing higher into the night sky than the flames of what was your civilization will be the echoing bellows of my laughter.