I was doing some early Christmas shopping this weekend when I discovered the most disturbing holiday gift since the John Wayne Gacy clown make-up kit. Under the tree at one of my favorite stores was a Che Guevara plush doll.
via Rick Robinson: Christmas Fun With Che Guevera | The River City News.
What starts as a righteous indignation article ends in the old maxim that Men Never Grow Up. For the record, I would have done the same thing myself.
Hat Tip to Mad Saint Jack
Delightful! Pity there was no gun camera of the liberation and capture, though.
The department head for one of the masters programs I am looking at has a collection of bobble heads on a shelf in his office. I shit you not, this hippie has Lenin, Marx, Che, Mao, Stalin, Fidel and Kim Il on the wall. As of my last visit, Uncle Ho, Chomsky, Michael Moore and Obama were missing. And this is in TEXAS! Just imagine what professors have in The People’s Republic of Kalifornia!
My friend on Skype:
“IT’S PERFECT!!! I’m gonna buy several of these to support the trivialization of anti-capitalism. Can you think of a bigger ‘fuck you’ to Che by buying this doll.”