“My nostrils dilate while savoring the acrid odor of gunpowder and blood.” Aleida’s father had raved as early as his Motorcycle Diaries (though this passage was somehow omitted from Robert Redford’s heartwarming movie). “Crazy with fury I will stain my rifle red while slaughtering any vencido that falls in my hands! With the deaths of my enemies I prepare my being for the sacred fight and join the triumphant proletariat with a bestial howl!”
Vencido, by the way, translates into English as “defeated” or “surrendered.” And Aleida’s father made good on his boast. The “acrid odor of gunpowder and blood” rarely reached Che Guevara’s nostril from actual combat. It always came from the close-range murder of bound, gagged or blindfolded men (and boys). The Black Book of Communism, written by French scholars and published in English by Harvard University Press (neither an outpost of the vast right-wing conspiracy), estimates 16,000 firing squad executions in Cuba by the end of the 1960’s -- the equivalent, given the relative populations, of over a million executions in the U.S.
Aleida’s father delighted in delivering the coup de grace to dozens of these. When office work (signing execution warrants) tore him away from his beloved execution pits, Che slaked his blood-thirst by having a special window installed in his office so he could watch his busy and beloved firing squads at work, beaming at the spectacle.
Among Aleida Guevara’s father’s favorite pastimes was taunting his murder victim’s families. Che Guevara was famous for driving the mothers of his young murder victims to near suicidal despair. He’d often give the mothers an audience in his office. Then as they pleaded for their sons’ lives Che would often grab his telephone and bark the orders to execute her son that very night. Often the mother was privileged to hear the firing squad volley that murdered her son, many of them in their teens.
"When you saw the beaming look on Che's face as the victims were tied to the stake and blasted apart by his firing squads," said former Cuban political prisoner Roberto Martin-Perez, to this writer, "you saw there was something seriously, seriously wrong with Che Guevara."
Pamela Geller and Robert Spencer, it should be pointed out, were scheduled to speak at a London event condemning the murder of an innocent and defenseless Briton by a murderous ideologue.
Aledia Guevara speaks in London to promote a cowardly murderous ideologue, her father.
But the British government gives no indication that in the process of “promoting her father’s ideals” of glory Aleida Guevara presented the slightest offense to Britain’s “standards and values.”
Alas, when Aleida’s father finally found himself up against armed and determined enemies in Bolivia, all his bloodthirsty bluster vanished in a “poof.” “Don’t shoot!” he whimpered to his U.S.-trained Bolivian captors as he dropped his fully loaded weapons, “I’m Che! I’m worth more to you alive than dead!”
His Bolivian captors viewed the matter differently. In fact they adopted a policy of “Shoot, Shovel and Shut up.” Justice has never been better served.
Humberto Fontova holds an M.A. in Latin American Studies from Tulane University and is the author of four books including his latest, The Longest Romance; The Mainstream Media and Fidel Castro. For more information and for video clips of his Television and college speaking appearances please visit www.hfontova.com.