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> It's rarely reported, but Che Guevara had a very bloody hand in one of the
> major anti-insurgency wars on this continent. Seventy to 80 percent of
these
> rural anti-communist peasant guerrillas were executed on the spot on
> capture. "We fought with the fury of cornered beasts" was how one of the
few
> lucky ones who escaped alive described the guerrillas' desperate
> freedom-fight against the totalitarian agendas of the Cuban regime. (In
> 1956, when Che linked up with the Cuban exiles in Mexico city, one of them
> recalls Che railing against the Hungarian freedom-fighters as "Fascists!"
> and cheering their extermination by Soviet tanks.)
Che was the embodiment of totalitarian brutality, which is why the American
Lert adores him to this day...
> In 1962 Che got a chance to do more than cheer from the sidelines. "Cuban
> militia units (whose training and morale Jorge Castaneda insists we credit
> to Che) commanded by Russian officers employed flame-throwers to burn the
> palm-thatched cottages in the Escambray countryside. The peasant occupants
> were accused of feeding the counterrevolutionaries and bandits." [17]
>
> The Maoist line about how "a guerrilla swims in the sea which is the
people,
> etc.," fit Cuba's anti-Communist rebellion perfectly. Raul Castro himself
> admitted that his government faced 179 bands of "counter-revolutionaries"
> and "bandits." at the time.
>
> So in a massive "relocation" campaign reminiscent of the one Spanish
General
> Valerinao "The Butcher" Weyler carried out against Cubans during their war
> of independence at the turn of the century, Castro's Soviet trained armed
> forces ripped hundreds of thousands of rural Cubans from their ancestral
> homes at gunpoint and herded them into concentration camps on the opposite
> side of Cuba.
>
> According to evidence presented to the Organization of American States by
> Cuban-exile researcher Dr. Claudio Beneda 4000 anti-Communist peasants
were
> summarily executed during this rural rebellion.
>
> Time magazine notwithstanding, Fidel Castro -- and Fidel Castro alone --
was
> the "brains" of the Cuban Revolution. And part of his acumen was his
> proficiency at sizing up his revolutionary companeros, then delegating
> jobs -- then eliminating them in various ways as circumstances dictated.
> With Guevara he performed masterfully. First he assigned him to be
commander
> of Havana's La Cabana fortress, which Che promptly converted to a prison
and
> killing field.
>
> "Crazy with fury I will stain my rifle red while slaughtering any enemy
that
> falls in my hands! My nostrils dilate while savoring the acrid odor of
> gunpowder and blood. With the deaths of my enemies I prepare my being for
> the sacred fight and join the triumphant proletariat with a bestial howl!"
>
> Che Guevara wrote these lines while in his early twenties, before he had
> gotten his hands on any such enemy. The passage appears in Che's
Motorcycle
> Diaries, recently made into a heartwarming film by Robert Redford -- the
> only film to get a whooping standing ovation at the Sundance Film
Festival.
> It seems that Redford omitted this inconvenient portion of Che's diaries
> form his touching tribute.
>
> Two weeks after Che entered Havana and took his post at La Cabana
fortress,
> Castro saw his instincts as a personnel manager fully vindicated. The
"acrid
> odor of gunpowder and blood" never reached Guevara's nostrils from actual
> combat. It always came from the close range murder of bound, gagged and
> blindfolded men. "We must create the pedagogy of the paredon (firing
> squad.)" Che instructed his Revolutionary Tribunals: "We don't need proof
to
> execute a man. We only need proof that it's necessary to execute him. A
> revolutionary must become a cold killing machine motivated by pure hate."
> [18]
>
> Actually, Che Guevara was anything but a "cold killing machine." The term
> implies a certain detachment or nonchalance towards murder. In fact Che
gave
> ample evidence of enjoying it. Almost all Cubans who knew him and are now
in
> exile and able to talk freely (Jose Benitez, Mario Chanes de Armas Dariel
> Alarcon among others ) recall Che Guevara as a classic psychopath.
>
> In January 1957, shortly after landing in Cuba aboard the yacht Granma
with
> Fidel and Raul Castro, Che sent a letter to his discarded wife, Hilda
Gadea.
> "Dear vieja (i.e, 'Ole Lady' -- on top of everything else, Che was also a
> notorious misogynist) I'm here in Cuba's hills, alive and thirsting for
> blood." [19] His thirst would soon be slaked.
>
> In that very month, January 1957 Fidel Castro ordered the execution of a
> peasant guerrilla named Eutimio Guerra who he accused of being an informer
> for Batista's forces. Castro assigned the killing to his own bodyguard,
> Universo Sanchez. To everyone's surprise, Che Guevara -- a lowly rebel
> soldier/medic at the time (not yet a comandante -- volunteered to
accompany
> Sanchez and another soldier to the execution site. The Cuban rebels were
> glum as they walked slowly down the trail in a torrential thunderstorm.
> Finally the little group stopped in a clearing.
>
> Sanchez was hesitant, looking around, perhaps looking for an excuse to
> postpone or call off the execution. Dozens would follow, but this was the
> first execution of a Castro rebel by Castro's rebels. Suddenly without
> warning Che stepped up and fired his pistol into Guerra's temple. "He went
> into convulsions for a while and was finally still. Now his belongings
were
> mine." Che wrote in his Diaries.
>
> Shortly afterwards, Che's father in Buenos Aires received a letter from
his
> prodigal son. "I'd like to confess, papa', at that moment I discovered
that
> I really like killing." [20]
>
> This attitude caught Castro's eye. More executions of assorted "deserters"
> informers" and "war criminals" quickly followed, all with Che's
enthusiastic
> participation. One was of a captured Batista soldier, a 17-years old boy
> totally green to the guerrilla "war," hence his easy capture. First Che
> interrogated him.
>
> "I haven't killed anyone, comandante," the terrified boy answered Che. "I
> just got out here! I'm an only son, my mother's a widow and I joined the
> army for the salary, to send it to her every month...don't kill me!" He
> blurted out when he heard Che's unmoved reply, "Don't kill me!--why?"
>
> The boy was trussed up, shoved in front of a recently dug pit and
murdered.
> [21] Fidel was privy to these events. He thought executing Batista
soldiers
> was incredibly stupid, compared to the propaganda value of releasing them
> since most weren't fighting anyway. But recognized the value of executions
> in intimidating other Cubans, and recognized Che's value as someone who
> enjoyed the job. By the summer of 1957 Che Guevara had been promoted to
> full-fledged Major or "comandante," the Rebel army's highest rank. His
fame
> was spreading.
>
> But not all the revolutionaries were favorably impressed. In mid-1958 one
of
> the rebels was wounded and made his way to a Dr. Hector Meruelo in the
> nearby town of Cienfuegos. The good doctor patched him up and a few weeks
> later informed him that he was well enough to return to Che's column.
>
> "No, doctor," the boy responded. Please be discreet with this because it
> could cost me my life, but I've learned that Che is nothing but a
murderer.
> I'm a revolutionary but I'm also a Christian. I'll go and join Camilo's
> column (Camilo Cienfuegos) --but never Che's." [22]
>
> As commander of the La Cabana prison, Che often insisted on shattering the
> skull of the condemned man by firing the coup de grace himself. When other
> duties tore him away from his beloved execution yard, he consoled himself
> with watching the executions. Che's office in La Cabana had a section of
> wall torn out so he could watch his firing squads at work.
>
> A Rumanian journalist named Stefan Bacie visited Cuba in early 1959 and
was
> fortunate enough to get an audience with the already famous leader, whom
he
> had also met briefly in Mexico city. The meeting took place in Che's
office
> in La Cabana. Upon entering, the Rumanian saw Che motioning him over to
his
> office's newly constructed window.
>
> Stefan Bacie got there just in time to hear the command of fuego, hear
the
> blast from the firing squad and see a condemned prisoner man crumple and
> convulse. The stricken journalist immediately left and composed a poem,
> titled, "I No Longer Sing of Che." ("I no longer sing of Che any more than
I
> would of Stalin," go the first lines.) [23]
>
> A Cuban gentleman named Pierre San Martin was among those jailed by Che
> Guevara in the early months of the Cuban Revolution. In an El Nuevo Herald
> article from December 28, 1997 San Martin recalled the horrors: "Thirteen
of
> us were crammed into a cell. Sixteen of us would stand while the other
> sixteen tried to sleep on the cold filthy floor. We took shifts that way.
> Dozens were led from the cells to the firing squad daily. The volleys kept
> us awake. We felt that any one of those minutes would be our last.
>
> One morning the horrible sound of that rusty steel door swinging open
> startled us awake and Che's guards shoved a new prisoner into our cell. He
> was a boy, maybe 14 years old. His face was bruised and smeared with
blood.
> "What did you do?" We asked horrified. "I tried to defend my papa," gasped
> the bloodied boy. "But they sent him to the firing squad."
>
> Soon Che's guards returned. The rusty steel door opened and they yanked
the
> boy out of the cell. "We all rushed to the cell's window that faced the
> execution pit," recalls Mr. San Martin. "We simply couldn't believe they'd
> murder him.
>
> "Then we spotted him, strutting around the blood-drenched execution yard
> with his hands on his waist and barking orders--Che Guevara himself.
'Kneel
> down!' Che barked at the boy.
>
> "Assassins!" we screamed from our window.
>
> "I said: KNEEL DOWN!" Che barked again.
>
> The boy stared Che resolutely in the face. "If you're going to kill me,"
he
> yelled, "you'll have to do it while I'm standing! Men die standing!"
>
> "Murderers!" the men yelled desperately from their cells. "Then we saw Che
> unholstering his pistol. He put the barrel to the back of the boys neck
and
> blasted. The shot almost decapitated the young boy.
>
> "We erupted.'Murderers!--Assassins!'" His murder finished, Che finally
> looked up at us, pointed his pistol, and emptied his clip in our
direction.
> Several of us were wounded by his shots."
The fact that the Left idolized this heathen is sufficient reason for sane
people to make sure they are defeated at the polls...
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