Look! Look – there! In the street! Is it a big rock? Is it a large bag of immovable sand? Is it a stranded pallet of cane sugar? No! No! It’s ‘Super Fidel‘ Castro’s jeep! Broken down. Being pushed. By his minions. On his burial day. Towards his burial site. Slowly. With low enthusiasm.

Classic socialism.

Are you sure you’re pushing as hard as me?