People who revere Ernesto "Che" Guevara have fallen into the triumphant parade of ideology over experience.
Everyone wants to believe in a knight in shining armor, one who typifies all the greatness that man thinks he can create of himself.
People want to be powerful; minorities want to feel that they can take down an enemy, as many have brought up in liberal-elitist public institutions which promote a Marxist world of class-struggle, inequality, and inevitable revolution.
"Che" inspired many, even to the photograph taken by Alberto Kordas, who depicted him as a modern-day secular Christ-figure who would redeem mankind from the oppression of the bourgeoisie.
"Che" was an anti-Christ, a man who would spill any man's blood (but his own) to stay in power, a lackey of Cuban dictator Fidel Castro, who disposed of the Argentinian failed medical student as soon as he was no longer useful.
Yet the belief persists, the myth never dies, because he represented a man who pursued everything for to make the world what it "should be." The determination to create an equalized society is so entrenched in the minds of liberals, that they happily ignore the grim, wicked reality that Ernesto was a blood-thirsty coward who despised youth, bullied dissidents into false confessions and execution, and turned a once-thriving economy in a failed state, the epitome of Communism as forever failure.
When it comes to "Che Chic," informed individuals will certainly ask, "What are they thinking?" They are trusting to a blind ideology, one that envisions a world of complete access and equality at the hand and behest of mankind, the pursuit of Nowhere-Utopia, of Paradise Lost, which is the only paradise that man can seek on his own.
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