There are so many misdeeds that perpetrate and commit our shameless president, which one of his, the closest in time, has deserved little gloss in Spain. I mean his prostration of fennel before the mausoleum of one of the most cruel multiple murderers in the entire history of the universal twentieth century: Ho Chi Minh. Sorry for a personal adventures: a few days ago, after having news of that filthy photo, he intervenes in a radio gathering to denounce that surrender; Well, I was literally abhorred by one of the participants and lo, who is worse, admonished by the driver of the debate that crossed out of “mere anecdote” that Tribute to the still Spanish president to a criminal subject which has been blamed for no less than a million murders.
If this chronicler were gentle with the aforementioned Sanchez, It could attribute to ignorance that honor that granted the Vietnamese in question. In Sánchez everything fits because, under that simulation of culture in three languages, it beats a patent intellectual cough in his book written by a black, Nor too versed, and in his own doctoral thesis bought from a series of golfs that, even today, are kept the process they had to undertake for such an academic violation.
But no, this does not go from ignorance, although it could and should be, but of appreciation and concomitance with the celebrated Ho Chi Minh. Sánchez had as soon as the murderer to justify him of this guise: “I have expressed to closeness of the Spanish people with a floral offering in the monument of the heroes and a visit to the mausoleum of President Ho Chi Minh.” With that impudence, but: In the name of which people speak? The Spaniards who minimally know the history of that mass criminal, that we are not so many, do not go to believe, not only do we not join that celebration, but we vomit – and we continue to vomit – before the Prostration of that heartless Sánchez humiliated before the stones of that miserable communist.
Ho Chi Minh belongs proudly according to the communists who venerate him, including Sánchez, to that line of Leninist dictators who amended a good part of the twentieth century in the world. Stalin, that is the truth, won Uncle Ho in number of people executed; From Mao we have not even known how to tell his victims; Ceausescu and her lady killed half Romania; Pol Pot, the disgusting Cambodian, filled his entire country with blood; Castro and his successors still continue to liquidate all dissidents; Hoenecker, the east’s accident, riddled all the fugitives who sought to flee his regime.
Those were the colleagues of Ho Chi Minh before which Sánchez kneel. They were protagonists of terrifying political persecutions, ideological purges without reco, of millions of summary executions without even any judgment, in sum of a repression of which certain of their countries have not yet come out. Sánchez governs in Spain thanks to the repulsive votes of co -religionists of these criminals, That is why he is in his sauce both hugging the pasty Yolanda Díaz as traveling to Vietnam to prove his respect and devotion to the homicide Uncle Ho.
In all the time – it is – in which Sanchez has been chasing the bodies of I do not know what militiamen and unearthed to his header Francoistas, he has not heard a single word of conviction for any of the appearing parties in the list that we have stated. What’s up! Its header monsters are Hitler, Mussolini and naturally Franco. It is not necessary to add more convictions about the first: it is another of the most abominable murderers of the last century. But Ay Franco! What did you do, Sánchez, in the civil war your ancestors? In which regime did their fortune build, with the greatest comfort, your biological parents and the in -laws of the Saunas? In which university, one of those that you now want to dynamit, did you study your career? We will say it to be forever: Sánchez of now is the son of the family benefits granted by Franco. Enough of Monsergas!
This guy has done nothing but behave as attached to the greatest promoter of the lie: the commissioner of communism José Luis Rodríguez Zapatero, a character who invented a grandfather killed by the nationals (a certain thing at last) but who perished before his weapons because simply those rifles were advanced to those of the “reds.” The double spies usually happen to what, ultimately they are killed by each other, depends on those who discover and catch them before.
The band of historical destroarrons that are, with the direction of the Casanova sectarian, the relatives who are building to their patron an absolutely false history of Spain, are exaggerating the figures of Franco’s repression and also, of course, that of the republican victims of the war. This, Professor Santos Juliá, a Francoist convinced as it is known, notified in his latest works no more than 70,000 dead combatants on the loser side, few more of those referred to by another Francoist Fetén, Paul Preston. As for those fallen by repression for decades people of the Calaña de Sánchez, they have been announcing without decorum that went beyond 40,000. Solemn lie. Miguel Plato’s last book, an authentic entomologist in the history of Spain, estimates these victims in 15,000. Of course there are many, but they are those of Sánchez and their paniaguados writers.
The truth is that they are all profit Sponsor To, like him, give their reverences to one of the four most abject murderers of our previous century. No doubt they would have gladly attend Guateque. It is surprising that this prostration of fennel by Sánchez has not had much travel, it has almost unnoticed, so we add it in this chronicle. We will have to wait because, probably, Sanchez is preparing a visit to Russia, that is to the Soviet Union, and schedule a scene similar to that of Uncle Ho before Lenin’s disgusting mummy, just a little less murderous than his successor Stalin, the great ally of the faciness murderer Ho-Chi Minh, the king of homicides so loved by Sánchez.
