The Suicide of Venezuela


And you Americans say you want a glorious Democratic Socialist future, where entitlement ushers in a new equality and “social justice”. Here’s the story of what happens when it goes badly.

Joel D. Hirst's Blog

I never expected to witness the slow suicide of a country, a civilization. I suppose nobody does.

Let me tell you, there‚Äôs nothing epic about it. We who have the privilege of travel often look down in satisfaction at the ruins of ancient Greece; the Parthenon lit up in blues and greens. The acropolis. The Colosseum in Rome. We walk through the dusty streets of Timbuktu and gaze in wonder at the old mud mosques as we reflect on when these places had energy and purpose. They are not sad musings, for those of us who are tourists. Time has polished over the disaster. Now all that is left are great old buildings that tell a story of when things were remarkable ‚Äď not of how they quietly fell away. ‚ÄúThere was no reason, not really,‚ÄĚ we tell each other as we disembark our air-conditioned buses. ‚ÄúThese things just happen‚Ķ

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