Why Libs Love Dead Commies

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by Greg Gutfield,

from American Spectator,

It’s cause they’re cool, man.

The quickest way for a commie asshole to gain weepy fans is to die. This is something I’m willing to accept, as long as it happens regularly.But it’s no surprise that when someone truly awful dies, the cool break out in reverence. Which is what happened when Hugo Chávez croaked. On that day in March 2013, we saw a parade of misty-eyed celebrities and solemn left-wing hacks paying tribute to a dead guy. Out of the woodwork came a parade of Hugoslavians, tyrant-lovers who could overlook the heathen’s badness for the sake of coolness. See, someone can be truly evil. But if that person runs a country and you know that person well, it makes you kinda cool. It’s better to know Darth Vader than Doris Day. It’s pretty cool to brag that you just shared a burrito with a murderous despot, as opposed to a biscuit with Billy Graham.

And so when Chavez bit the dust, who did we see? Sean Penn. Oliver Stone. Jimmy Carter. Joe Kennedy. Michael Moore. All decorating the corpse with wreaths of blithering blather.

Of course it would be uncool to point our to Penn that Chavez was no champion of the poor. Under his rule people became far poorer in Venezuela. And in the midst of an oil boom, Chavez engineered a murder boom. The murder rate in his country tripled during Chavez’s tyrannical tenure, hitting a high of 67 per 100,000 residents in 2011, compared with a murder rate of less than 5 per 100,000 in the United States.

But the real champion Hugoslavian hug goes to a guy from the Nation named Greg Grandin, and this is his take:

The biggest problem Venezuela faced during his rule was not that Chavez was authoritarian but that he wasn’t authoritarian enough.


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