Anybody with a brain has long suspected these anti-Castro schemes are little more than slush funds to reward the loyal and pacify the rabid. Unfortunately, they've also helped subsidize intransigence by keeping it well-clothed and fed.
An editorial gem courtesy of the Castro haters hater, Ana Menendez, and the pages of that Racist Rag and bird-cage liner extraordinaire, The Miami Herald, with some words of wisdom about the measly $5 mil a year the government has been wasting to help Cuban dissidents on the island.
You know Ana. Everyone one knows someone like that. A self loathing “Latina”. Arrepentida. Ashamed of her own people.
Think about this: These folks that are jumping up and down with their dropped jaws and pointed fingers at the fact that some child in Cuba might have gotten a Nintendo game , wouldn’t bat an eyelash if the same government spent twice that to save a couple of beached dolphins in the keys. That’s the way they are.
To Ana and Oscar:
When are you gonna come down?
When are you going to land?
You should have stayed on the farm
You should have listened to your old man
You know they won’t hold you forever
They didn't sign up with you
You’re just a present for their friends to open
too young to be singing the blues
So goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
can't plant you in their penthouse
you'll go back to your palms
Back to the howling old owl in the woods
Hunting the horny back toad
Oh someday you'll decide the future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road
What do you think you'll do then?
I bet that'll shoot down your plane
It'll take you a couple of vodka and tonics
To set you on your feet again
Maybe they'll get a replacement
There's plenty like you to be found
Mongrels who ain't got a penny
Sniffing for tidbits like you on the ground