Che Guevara: T-Shirt Salesman to the Tards
"Why do we have a picture of Che Guevara in this house?" Mrs. Silverfiddle demanded of me when I got home from work Friday.
"Because it's part of my Latin America memorabilia collection," I answered weakly. I also have a postcard with a Hitler stamp on it that I got while in Germany, but I would no sooner wear a Hitler T-shirt than I would one with El Che on it.
It's been hanging on the wall for years, why all the fuss now? My wife had been watching Glenn Beck's program on history's little known facts. Although never a fan of Guevara, she had not realized just what a twisted murderer he was, and I caught the brunt of it.
In case you missed Glenn's show like I did, Nick Gillespie lays down the truth about The T Shirt Salesman to the Tards in his Reason Magazine article, Exorcising Che...
If his younger admirers study the historical Che--the one reputed to have declared "I feel my nostrils dilate savoring the acrid smell of gunpowder and blood of the enemy"--they will understand that Che's original influence was indeed tragic, not just for Cubans but for many others as well.My wife, reasonable woman she is, backed off, but I can tell she still doesn't like it. The Che poster stays, as does the jacket from Noriega's defunct defense forces, the Argentinian Mauser and the Afghan Scimitar.
And they just might skip the farce phase, out of deference to the many victims of the butcher of La CabaƱa.
Want more truth about Che? Humberto Fontova brings it in bloody black and white...


