Havana, Cuba (IP) - A second missile crisis looms almost 50 years after the first Cuban misile crisis brought the world to the brink of nuclear war.
This time the problem is that Cuba's missiles are in a state of crisis. Old American cars can be seen driving down Havana's streets and in the Cuban country side running on makeshift spare parts, bailing wire, and duct tape. The same thing holds true for Cuba's missiles.
One example of this could be seen recently when the fins fell off an old SS-2 missile and the Cubans replaced the fins with cardboard. The cardboard fins were attached with duct tape and epoxy. The explosives in the missiles warheads are getting old and are being replaced with fire crackers packed in by the thousands.
Another problem has been the recent rash of stolen missiles. These missiles are stolen by desperate Cuban youngsters who remove the warhead and then launch themselves towards the United States . Their intention is to gain freedom but often the parachutes fail or the missiles are shot down by the ring of anti-missile missiles surrounding the Florida peninsula.
Other things unrelated to missiles seem to fare no better in the dilapidated island of Cuba. At a recent horse race the horses were all bandaged and patched up and the losing horses in the daily double were served as hor dourves and burgers during the matinee event.
The problem with Cuba is that the leaders there are a bunch of losers who took Karl Marx and themselves much too seriously. The Island could be a hopping tourist destination with the pleasantries of freedom applied in a matter of fact way with everybody living happily and comfortably. It is obvious to anyone with even the least amount of brains that Marxism has never worked anywhere and never will.
The Cuban leaders are no different than any of the other tin horn South and Central American dictators and thieves who preach phony revolution on one hand while robbing the country blind with the other hand like a bunch of parisitic worms or as they say in Cuba, gusanos.
It is as if the Cuban missiles are like the phallus of an impotent old man and they do not stand up very well. What the island needs is to replace the boring old men who have run the Island into the ground with new blood and ideas.
