Cashing In On Che.
What I think about Che.
In a timely bit of convergence (I have no idea what that means either, but it sounds good), the boyz at Hillbuzz discussed young people who are all about Che without knowing anything about him.
It's tiresome, and offensive that ignorant people think something looks good, so therefore they have to have it on a tshirt and advertise their coolness.
As my friend the Colonel likes to ask those he sees sporting tshirts with Che's "iconic" picture on it, "So, you support killing children and firing squads, do you?"
It's entertaining, yet squirm-inducing, when he starts this line of interrogation.
Especially because so many do not understand what it is they're wearing.
Kind of like the young teen skater a decade ago who was wearing a tshirt with Jim Jones on it. When I asked him what it was about, he replied that Jones was some guy who killed a lot of people and was cool.
At least that youngster had a vague idea of what Jones was, but so many have no clue about Che.
He took one nice photo in his life, murdered many others, and cried like a little girl when he was captured by the Bolivian Army.
He's a money-spinner. He's a hero of the revolution, whatever that means. Heck, I'm still trying to figure out the Great Reformation, when the Catholic Church is still standing and we've got Pope Benedict up there. Remind me again what was actually reformed?
Same here with the idea of "revolution."
So often, it's an excuse for someone to get up and take command, to unleash their basest impulses and murder and extort.
Hello, Stalin, Lenin, Mao, Pol Pot, and how's our mate Rob in Zimbabwe going with his little bit of revolutionary heaven?
I really do wish people would do a bit of study. In the meantime, though, we have unions who are supposed to be supporting our workers supporting dictators installed by revolutionaries instead.