Whether a person should be defined by the friends they keep is open to debate. Whether Carlos Eire has lost whatever literary faculty he had when he wrote the luminous National Book Award-winning “Waiting For Snow In Havana” is not. Read this dreck of an obituary and ask yourself, would Mario Vargas Llosa pen something this unabashedly paltry on his worst day?
Gabriel Garcia Marquez Dies: Can Fidel be far behind?By Carlos Eire, on April 17, 2014, at 9:50 pm
Fidel’s chum Gabo kicks the bucket
Ding dong the cretin’s dead. Estiró la pata, as Cubans used to say.
He was a great novelist, but a despicable human being.
Anyone who counts Fidel Castro as a close friend has to be a moral monster, a degenerate, and among the most despicable of human beings.
In addition to being Fidel’s pal, Gabo also gave us “Lateeen-ohs” a reputation for being nonsensical and less than rational. His so-called “magical realism” pegged us all as totally out of touch with reality, and tagged us as noble savages — endearing, perhaps, but also annoyingly savage and inferior to rational North Americans and Europeans.
Good riddance. Too bad he didn’t have a suicide pact with his friend Fidel and the little brother who is now running the Castro Kingdom.
And here is what the New York Times had to say. See below. Notice that — as always — this equally despicable newspaper applies the label “right wing dictator” to Augusto Pinochet, but fails to mention that Fidel Castro falls into the same category on the left.
Here’s a question for the obituary editor at the New York Times: if Gabo had loved Pinochet would you even be mentioning his passing? Or what if he had admired Hitler?
Bastards. Cabrones. And do they care that Christ died for their sins?
Gabriel García Márquez, the Colombian novelist whose “One Hundred Years of Solitude” established him as a giant of 20th-century literature, died on Thursday at his home in Mexico City. He was 87.
Cristóbal Pera, his former editor at Random House, confirmed the death. Mr. García Márquez learned he had lymphatic cancer in 1999, and a brother said in 2012 that he had developed senile dementia.
Mr. García Márquez, who received the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1982, wrote fiction rooted in a mythical Latin American landscape of his own creation, but his appeal was universal. His books were translated into dozens of languages. He was among a select roster of canonical writers — Dickens, Tolstoy and Hemingway among them — who were embraced both by critics and by a mass audience.
“Each new work of his is received by expectant critics and readers as an event of world importance,” the Swedish Academy of Letters said in awarding him the Nobel…
….Like many Latin American intellectuals and artists, Mr. García Márquez felt impelled to speak out on the political issues of his day. He viewed the world from a left-wing perspective, bitterly opposing Gen. Augusto Pinochet, the right-wing Chilean dictator, and unswervingly supporting Fidel Castro in Cuba. Mr. Castro became such a close friend that Mr. García Márquez showed him drafts of his unpublished books.
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