Fidel Castro: Not Dead Enough

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Well,
quite a chat on the air(link fixed) Wednesday night with Sandy Rheaume, the VP of Health Services International – I was speaking to him about his company offering medical tourism in Cuba, and whether there’s any concern about doing business with the oppressive Castro regime. After angrily defending the Cuban regime, and declaring the only political prisoners in Cuba are at Guantanamo Bay, Mr. Rheaume hang up on me.

You can pick up the audio file at the link. (If someone captures it to Youtube, let me know).

20 Replies to “Fidel Castro: Not Dead Enough”

  1. “After angrily defending the Cuban regime, and declaring the only political prisoners in Cuba are at Guantanamo Bay, Mr. Rheaume hang up on me.”
    Ahhh the dogmatic left…elevating human understanding one denial-based slur at a time….and then the prerequisite spoiled brat tantrum substituting for argument doesn’t help their mythos either 😉

  2. Liar, liar pants on fire. Moore and crockumentaries. He is the embodiment of fraud. Should be him in jail rather than Conrad.

  3. Moore states so sweetly that there is a ‘clinic in every neighborhood’ in Cuba. He may be right. My friends visited a doctor while they were in Cuba. She worked at the local bar…because she couldn’t make enough money with her practice.
    The promise of socialism:
    “Pot in every chicken,a doctor in every bar, a nurse at every corner.”

  4. Steve Paikin had an interview with Anthony DePalma last night “After Fidel: The New York Times’ Anthony DePalma on the mood in Cuba and why many Cubans are resisting change.”
    http://www.tvo.org/cfmx/tvoorg/theagenda/index.cfm?page_id=7&bpn=779142&ts=2008-03-05%2020:00:45.0
    I don’t see the video on the TVO site , but perhaps it will be there shortly. It is well worth watching because DePalma calmly shoots down the notion of a medical paradise in Cuba.
    I seldom watch The Agenda (TVO) because it is always slanted severely to the left. It was amusing to listen to DePalma and see Paikin’s response when it was obvious DePalma was not parroting the Michel Moore BS !
    DePalma said , yes there probably are 2-3 hospitals in Cuba with health care close to that in Canada , but they are not available for most of the 11 million Cubans. He stated , yes ther a plenty of doctors but they have no facilities , and yes you can visit the doctor and he/she will write you a prescription , but unfortunately you cannot fill it because the drugs are not available.
    DePalma recently visited Cuba and asked what should we bring … answer … bring ADVIL , because there is a Dengue problem and Aspirin thins the blood.
    http://www.nytimes.com/2008/02/20/world/americas/20cuba.html?_r=1&oref=slogin
    Deplama also points out that the resort facailties which Canadians visit , which are banned for ordinary Cubans) are 51% owned by the Cunab military run by Fidel’s brother Raoul.

  5. You have to remember that Sandy Rheaume is a business person that runs, possibly a very profitable enterprise based on Cuba supplementing the lacking Canadian healthcare.
    That Cuban worker has no access to the same healthcare is of no concern to Sandy Rheaume.
    Consider that there is no better socialist than the filthy rich socialist. That kind of socialist must of necessity support the communist regime in order to extract wealth of Canadians that can’t get help from the broken system at home.
    Other rich people actually work to create the wealth they get and make other people wealthy

  7. MoreWhale: “the private sector does everything so much better?….you are like, so thirteenth century.”
    This shows the complete lack of education and knowledge of history of the HeftyOne. In the thirteenth century, Western society was controlled by the Church. What MoreWhale proposes is replacing the Church with Big Government. Now, who is “so thirteenth century”? Hmmmmm?

  8. All those pathetic mush head liberals will be crying their eyes out when castro finaly croaks off you know how they are alwaying gushing for him

  11. Why are successive PC governments in Alberta ‘undemocratic’, but Castro’s 50 odd years of dictatorship in Cuba are ‘glorious’?
    Only in the mind of a Lefty…

  12. Another link from that other post: The Real Cuba at http://www.therealcuba.com/index.htm
    This one is worth a good surf. Share it with any leftist Cuba-admirers you may know who like to take cheap tropical vacations in Cuba, thereby helping prop up the Castro regime by giving it one of it’s biggest sources of hard currency.
    Tell them “Just think. Your tropical vacation in Cuba helps finance the operations of the Cuban Secret Police and the Cuban Gulag.”

  13. Hi Rob,
    You have the only radio show originating in Canada that is worth listening to. No exaggeration. The others suck, big time, even Rutherford sucks. And that blowhard in love with the sound of his own voice? Adler, what a buffoon! Keep up the good work!
    Doug

  16. They kept me in a punishment cell, naked, with several fractures on one leg.
    Mr. Chairman, today I want to speak about torture, about what it means for a human being to be tortured, to be humiliated, or what may be even worse, to watch a friend, a companion, or a relative being tortured.
    As many of you know, I spent twenty-two years in prison for political reasons. Perhaps, I am the only delegate in this Commission who has spent such a long time in prison, although there are several persons here who have known in their own flesh the meaning of torture. I do not care about their political ideology, and I offer to you my embrace of solidarity, from tortured to tortured.
    I had many friends in prison. One of them, Roberto López Chávez, was just a kid. He went on a hunger strike to protest the abuses. The guards denied him water, Roberto lay on the floor of his punishment cell, agonizing, deliriously asking for water. water? The soldiers came in and asked him: “Do you want water?”? The they took out their members and urinated in his mouth, on his face? He died the following day. We were cellmates; when he died I felt something wither inside me.
    I recall when they kept me in a punishment cell, naked, with several fractures on one leg which never received medical care; today, those bones remain jammed up together and displaced. One of the regular drills among the guards was to stand on the steel mesh ceiling and throw at my face buckets full of urine and excrement.
    Mr. Chairman, I know the taste of the urine and the excrement of other men? that practice does not leave marks; marks are left by beatings with steel rods and by bayonet thrusts. My head is still covered with scars and you can feel the cracks.
    But, what can inflict more damage to human dignity, the urine and excrements thrown all over your face or a bayonet’s blow? Which is the appropriate article for the discussion of this subject? Under which technical point does it fall? Under what batch of papers, numbers, lines and bars should we include this trampling of human dignity?
    For me, and for innumerable other human beings around the world. The violation of human rights was not a matter of reports, of negotiated resolutions, of elegant and diplomatic rhetoric, for us was a daily suffering.
    For me (it meant) eight thousand days of hunger, of systematic beatings, of hard labor, of solitary confinement, of cells with steel-planked windows and doors, of solitude.
    They kept me in a punishment cell, naked, with several fractures on one leg.
    Mr. Chairman, today I want to speak about torture, about what it means for a human being to be tortured, to be humiliated, or what may be even worse, to watch a friend, a companion, or a relative being tortured.
    As many of you know, I spent twenty-two years in prison for political reasons. Perhaps, I am the only delegate in this Commission who has spent such a long time in prison, although there are several persons here who have known in their own flesh the meaning of torture. I do not care about their political ideology, and I offer to you my embrace of solidarity, from tortured to tortured.
    I had many friends in prison. One of them, Roberto López Chávez, was just a kid. He went on a hunger strike to protest the abuses. The guards denied him water, Roberto lay on the floor of his punishment cell, agonizing, deliriously asking for water. water? The soldiers came in and asked him: “Do you want water?”? The they took out their members and urinated in his mouth, on his face? He died the following day. We were cellmates; when he died I felt something wither inside me.
    I recall when they kept me in a punishment cell, naked, with several fractures on one leg which never received medical care; today, those bones remain jammed up together and displaced. One of the regular drills among the guards was to stand on the steel mesh ceiling and throw at my face buckets full of urine and excrement.
    Mr. Chairman, I know the taste of the urine and the excrement of other men? that practice does not leave marks; marks are left by beatings with steel rods and by bayonet thrusts. My head is still covered with scars and you can feel the cracks.
    But, what can inflict more damage to human dignity, the urine and excrements thrown all over your face or a bayonet’s blow? Which is the appropriate article for the discussion of this subject? Under which technical point does it fall? Under what batch of papers, numbers, lines and bars should we include this trampling of human dignity?
    For me, and for innumerable other human beings around the world. The violation of human rights was not a matter of reports, of negotiated resolutions, of elegant and diplomatic rhetoric, for us was a daily suffering.
    For me (it meant) eight thousand days of hunger, of systematic beatings, of hard labor, of solitary confinement, of cells with steel-planked windows and doors, of solitude.
    They kept me in a punishment cell, naked, with several fractures on one leg.
    Mr. Chairman, today I want to speak about torture, about what it means for a human being to be tortured, to be humiliated, or what may be even worse, to watch a friend, a companion, or a relative being tortured.
    As many of you know, I spent twenty-two years in prison for political reasons. Perhaps, I am the only delegate in this Commission who has spent such a long time in prison, although there are several persons here who have known in their own flesh the meaning of torture. I do not care about their political ideology, and I offer to you my embrace of solidarity, from tortured to tortured.
    I had many friends in prison. One of them, Roberto López Chávez, was just a kid. He went on a hunger strike to protest the abuses. The guards denied him water, Roberto lay on the floor of his punishment cell, agonizing, deliriously asking for water. water? The soldiers came in and asked him: “Do you want water?”? The they took out their members and urinated in his mouth, on his face? He died the following day. We were cellmates; when he died I felt something wither inside me.
    I recall when they kept me in a punishment cell, naked, with several fractures on one leg which never received medical care; today, those bones remain jammed up together and displaced. One of the regular drills among the guards was to stand on the steel mesh ceiling and throw at my face buckets full of urine and excrement.
    Mr. Chairman, I know the taste of the urine and the excrement of other men? that practice does not leave marks; marks are left by beatings with steel rods and by bayonet thrusts. My head is still covered with scars and you can feel the cracks.
    But, what can inflict more damage to human dignity, the urine and excrements thrown all over your face or a bayonet’s blow? Which is the appropriate article for the discussion of this subject? Under which technical point does it fall? Under what batch of papers, numbers, lines and bars should we include this trampling of human dignity?
    For me, and for innumerable other human beings around the world. The violation of human rights was not a matter of reports, of negotiated resolutions, of elegant and diplomatic rhetoric, for us was a daily suffering.
    For me (it meant) eight thousand days of hunger, of systematic beatings, of hard labor, of solitary confinement, of cells with steel-planked windows and doors, of solitude.
    http://www.cubaverdad.net/torture_in_cuba.htm

  18. On December 10, 1999, the Friends of Cuban Libraries issued a press release, entitled “Library Books Burned, Buried, Dumped,” regarding the destruction of “hundreds and hundreds” of books donated to Cuba by the government of Spain. Based on a report by Maria Elena Rodriguez of the independent Cuba Verdad Press Agency, who interviewed eyewitnesses, the press release described how the donated books, sent to Cuba as part of a cultural assistance program, had been taken to a warehouse in the Havana municipality of Cerro. Under the direction of the Cerro municipal government, known as Poder Popular (“People’s Power”), city workers carried out orders to burn some of the library books, while others were buried under the agency’s parking lot with the aid of a bulldozer; the remaining books were loaded on trucks and hauled away to trash dumps on the outskirts of Havana.
    http://www.cubanet.org/CNews/y00/mar00/10e12.htm

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