Yolanda Medina Carrasco / Venezuela RED Informativa.us
Venezuela is like a hot dog in Plaza Venezuela: with everything! We have to live with the garbage of the 21st century, who doesn’t get wet but keeps soaking. Diosdado keeps the prisons full, or the nameless graves of women, men, and children who have resisted, and continue to resist, having the country trampled by gangs of neighborhood thugs who masquerade as government officials.
Venezuelan oil flows to American refineries, while a liter of gasoline across Venezuela is more expensive than the equivalent price of a gallon at service stations in the United States.
The salaries, pensions, and retirement benefit that Venezuelans receive in Venezuela remain stagnant, while inflation for all goods and services within the country skyrockets. New figures of national «picaresque» are emerging, such as Mr. Vollmer.
Guys like him seem to be the replacements for thugs like Raul Gorrin and Alex Saab, who are, meanwhile, frozen out in some VIP prison of the regime awaiting their release to this country.
The regime is suspending the floats and festivities during Carnival, citing the mourning caused by Maduro and Cilia in a New York jail. And I, as a taxpayer, have no one to complain to in this country about why they aren’t speeding up the «phases» that the Trump administration has devised to restore peace and the path to prosperity for the poor Venezuelan people. I insist, I don’t understand!
January 3rd was a moment of joy and profound faith in the changes we know Venezuela needs, not only to move forward, but for people to return, begin a new life, and celebrate President Trump’s courage in removing, in the most spectacular way imaginable, those two criminals who have caused so much harm to Venezuelans and the free world.
And I ask myself: Couldn’t we turn up the heat so that the recipe for a new Venezuela can reach the table of all Venezuelans sooner?
