The is the result of our inept foreign policy right after Eisenhower. Since Kennedy, our foreign policy in Latin and South America has been awful. The 60’s , 70′ ,80″s , 90″s and till this day has left many capitalists down there feeling hopeless. Shortages, muggings, violent crime is the new normal.
The U.S. has spent so much time with it’s foreign policy in the Middle East, it has ignored socialism right in our back yard. It does not take a genius to figure out that most of the gangs like MS 13, Latin Kings, Mexican Mafia are all illegal aliens, or at least most. We turned our backs on these countries, (Reagan took aim at least at San Salvador).
Coupled by new world order George Soros and socialist foundations like Ford and Rockefeller, we have a quagmire down there. Almost every country is now socialist or communist. Venezuela should be a prosperous county with all it’s oil. but instead, is a third world shit hole!
I blame our government on this, it should have spend more covert money keeping these countries out of the hands of our enemies, Russia, Cuba and the like. We turned our backs and now the chickens are coming home to roost. With communism at our back yard, it is now easier for Putin to put those ultra fast weapons that he was bragging about the other day at Russia’s state of the union speech. We are now at the mercy of what Russia wants to do in our back yard, let alone what the Chinese will do with these countries. My guess is they will ship goods and services there and take a huge interest payment from them, making China more viable economically. China will be able to divide and conquer without a bullet being fired, classic Sun Zu.
The United States has sat back for years and did nothing. Is it deep state reasons, Council on Foreign Relations related? Is Soros using Lucifer”s hand in all of this? It is no way for anyone to live, food shortages, gas rations, high crime, people feeling unsafe in their own homes.
The long and short of it is that we need to get more involved, help these people out, push democracy down there once again and make people see the light about how bad communism is and the benefits of being free from tyranny and abuses that come with communism.
New World Order.
By Carlos Garcia Rawlins
CARACAS (Reuters) – The bus station was like a funeral home. Families were weeping and hugging, saying their goodbyes. Everybody was sad and scared – the ones leaving because they were facing an uncertain future, and the ones staying behind because they were facing muggings, shortages of food and an even more uncertain future.
Hundreds of thousands of Venezuelans migrated elsewhere in South America last year. Reporter Alexandra Ulmer and I wanted to give names and faces to at least a few of them, so we decided to join them in a nearly 5,000-mile bus journey south to Chile.
I hoped that by sharing this journey with my fellow Venezuelans, I could help show the rest of the world what most of us are facing every day.
I am no stranger to this daily reality: Friends and family members are leaving; some have been robbed of their few remaining belongings and of their hopes; others have lost their jobs and income. I try to take care of the people closest to me – otherwise, some of them might not eat.
When the passengers finally boarded the bus carrying cheap Chinese luggage, the mood was somber, but there was also a feeling of hope. I just photographed them silently, observing their strength as they made this huge step.
Adrian, a car battery salesman, lived with his girlfriend in the house he shared with his grandparents, his mother and his siblings. Although they all worked, there was never enough money. Adrian wanted to help his mother and build a future with his girlfriend. And he saw no other way to do that than leaving.
It was very difficult for him to leave his home, and he broke down in tears when he learned, while crossing Colombia, that his great-grandmother had died. But he told me that although the pain was almost breaking his heart, he had to keep going. He was the only hope for his family.
And there was Alvaro, a former bank supervisor, whose most precious possession was a photo of him, his wife and their two children posing with Santa Claus. His wife had written a few lines on the back of the picture – that she loved him, that they would miss him and that he was the greatest father in the world. And that she hoped they would all be together again soon. They looked happy and healthy in the photograph. Now it was a memory that he held onto like a castaway and a life preserver.
Everyone on the bus counted and spent every cent carefully, considering if it was necessary to spend a few coins on a bathroom at a bus station or eat a warm meal. Some of them lived on food they had brought from Caracas: canned sardines or tuna, mayonnaise and white bread that had gotten smashed in a plastic bag after days of traveling.
I felt their fear every time we crossed a border. Most of them had never left Venezuela before. There were afraid of the border police, worried they would ask any tricky questions that could bring an end to their journey and force them to return.
And although the landscape was constantly changing, after so many days it was like a movie that was constantly repeating itself. The passengers spent the hours sitting listless in their seats, staring out of the windows and completely losing any notion of time.
In fact, that sameness made the assignment a challenge, visually speaking. After the first days, the photos started to repeat themselves: people sitting inside a bus. But as the hours went by, I got to know them, and I was able to visualize their dreams and hopes – and fears.
I could feel their growing anxiety until the last group finally crossed the border into Chile. There, the mood changed immediately. They cried and hugged each other, only this time out of sheer happiness.
It hurts me as a Venezuelan, but after witnessing their pain during those nine days of traveling together, I believe they made the right decision. They took the best chance they had to change their lives.
((Reporting by Carlos Garcia Rawlins; editing by Kari Howard))
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