Mock Neither Money Nor Honor

The title of this post is loosely translated from the original Spanish phrase. The phrase in Spanish is: “no te burles ni del dinero ni del honor.”

Basically, money and honor are above all else.

Don’t believe me?

Let me “borrow” a few hundred bucks that I won’t pay back even though I have every intention to do so.

I was thinking about awkward conversations and how much I hate having them. I will go to great lengths to avoid having an awkward conversation. I will move to a different country if I have to.

There was this girl that I knew and liked, back in high school. She liked me too and we’d been sort of flirting with the idea of being boyfriend and girlfriend.

My mom, was not a fan of this girl.

She was on the swim team, so we got to spend a lot of time together in different cities while we were at swim meets and whatnot.

One of those swim meets, was in Caracas, the capital city. This girl and a few of her friends snuck out of the hotel and went to a club. This happened unbeknownst to my mom, who was the official chaperon. I was staying in the room with my mom, so I was out of the “let’s go to the club tonight” loop.

At about 4 am, there’s a knock on the door. My mom answers to see that it’s hotel security. They want to know if these kids that are outside, claiming to be guests at the hotel and claiming to be a part of our group, are actually who they say they are.

So yeah, not a good thing.

Anyway, a day or two later, we’re still at the meet and my mom comes in to the room livid. This same girl, got her period while we were on the trip and she didn’t have any money to buy her feminine hygiene products because she spent all her money at the club.

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This girl, actually had the balls to insult my mom.

This dirty ho, told my mom in the most disrespectful tone possible, that it was my mom’s responsibility as the team chaperon to provide her with feminine hygiene products. Oh hell no.

A few days later, we’re back at home, and this girl wants to meet with me so we can talk about what happened in Caracas. So, I setup an appointment to meet with her which happened to be at the same time that I was supposed to be on a plane on my way to Miami. I was actually able to pick out the mall that I was supposed to meet her at from the cityscape below as the plane climbed into the sky.

So yeah, I went to a different country in order to avoid having an awkward conversation. In reality, I guess it was more of a dick move on my behalf to tell this girl to meet me somewhere that I knew I couldn’t possibly be at. Although, technically I was there, I was just several thousand feet above where she was probably sitting.

In my defense, the girl insulted my mom’s honor, and she got what she deserved as far as I’m concerned.

Hugo Chavez Was A Sellout

I don’t care how many books or doctorates a person has. But when they say something like this:

Chavez was a miracle. He was a miracle, because he did not sell out to the United States and the Venezuelan elites. Had he sold out, Chavez would have become very rich from oil revenues, like the Saudi Royal Family, and he would have been honored by the United States in the way that Washington honors all its puppets: with visits to the White House. He could have become a dictator for life as long as he served Washington.

Source: Paul Craig Roberts

It tells me that this person has no clue what they’re talking about.

This Paul Craig Roberts character has no clue about Chavez and his real legacy. Chavez may have stood up to the US, and he may not have sold out to the usual economic elites, but that doesn’t mean he wasn’t a sellout, a thief of state resources and a corrupt demagogue.

Hugo Chavez, and his family and friends, became incredibly wealthy, maybe not Arab royalty wealthy, but wealthy nonetheless from the oil revenue that they stole.

Don’t believe me? Look at their twitter feeds and you’ll see pictures of them with wads of cash, driving Porsches, Bentleys and living large in Europe and south Florida. I bet, there are more privately owned Gulfstream, Cessna and Falcon jets parked at La Carlota, the Caracas metropolitan airport, than there are are Van Nuys airport (where Hollywood stars keep their planes) or any other airport in the USA.

The vast majority of those fancy multi-million dollar jets, are owned by Chavistas. Those same ones that never sold out.

Get a clue before you start running your mouth lauding Chavez as some kind of miracle for not selling out to the people that you expected him to sell out to. Chavez sold out to the Cubans, the Russians, the Chinese, the Iranians and other people of the same ilk.

When you almost single handedly destroy the entire economic infrastructure of a country, and then give handouts to the people whose livelihoods you’ve destroyed, you’re not an economic miracle worker; you’re an enslaver. That’s the real miracle of Chavez.

For people that point to economic statistics that show a drastic reduction in poverty etc. allow me to remind you of something that Mark Twain wrote: “There are three kinds of lies: lies, damned lies, and statistics.”

Hugo Chavez Died Today

Allegedly, Hugo Chavez died today, but my inner conspiracy theorist thinks that Chavez was already dead when he was brought back from Cuba and that his supporters have been preparing for riots/looting/coup d’ etat upon the release of the news. I know that it’s wrong, but I’m glad that he’s dead, although on one hand I wish he wasn’t dead so he could answer for his crimes.

I don’t care that his supporters are “heart broken” because I do not believe that they had a heart to begin with.

I have nothing nice to say about the man that persecuted my family members. Pelvic cancer, seems like it would have caused him a lot of pain, and that gives me some solace. I don’t wish that he rot in hell, I just want him to not exist anymore.

It will take years to undo the damage that he has done to Venezuela. From the decrepit infrastructure to the rampant crime and corruption in the government, no previous government has done so much to disregard the rule of law as his had/ has.

I pray that his cronies will be brought to justice as the criminals that they are and that they are treated with the same “fairness” that he treated his enemies. Payback, is a bitch.

I seriously doubt that his death will bring any sort of closure or cure for what ails Venezuela. I know that now we need to figure out a way to get his cronies out of government and into jail, where they belong since they are traitors that gave away Venezuela’s independence and sovereignty to Cuba. High treason, should be punished severely.

Assuming that there is an afterlife, I do not wish for any peace for his soul. If there is no afterlife, then there’s nothing else to say about that now is there?

I will say this one nice thing about him, he said in an interview way back in 1998 or something like that, that he would not govern past 2013. I think he said something like “past 2013, there is no reason for me to remain in politics.” Truer words, will never be spoken about him.

How To Spot A Liar

This is a really cool little video on how to spot a liar. If you watch and pay attention to the things outlined in it, you’ll notice more and more how and when people are lying to you.

I think the easiest ones to call out are politicians and blow hards like Alex Jones, a lot of Internet marketers and fake guru wannabes.

In any case, I like the idea that instead of calling people out on lies we should instead be seeking out the truth.

I also agree that lying is a cooperative act. We do all indeed cooperate with lying.

What do you think?