I’ve gotten a few emails asking why I haven’t said anything about the probability of fidel castro’s having assumed room temperature.
I must say that, every time I see a story such as this one
Surgeons fought for hours to save Castro’s life
I want to run out into the front yard and begin celebrating profusely, after which, I will blog it. But what with the frequency of these stories, and their tendancy to be wrong so far we know it, I’m not about to start yakking about it here until I have positive confirmation. When it happens, I will probably only post one “Farewell, You Murderous Bastard” post and then follow up with reactions from the American left.
If you really want the low-down on the showdown between fidel and the readiness of his hotel suite in hell, you shouldn’t be looking to this pasty white boy in Seattle (which is just about as far away from Cuba as you can get in the continental US).
My preferred source of news on this topic is our good man Val of the Babalu Blog. And it should be yours as well.