Friday, April 11, 2008
Raul Gets A Grip, Or How One Little Putt Forever Changed the World
WHEN COMMUNISTS PLAY GOLF
Ever wondered why Castro gave up the game of golf? You know you have, maybe even for decades.
The answer to your conundrum is near: It's Che Guevara above in putt mode, with Fidel intently looking on from behind.
Rumor has it, Castro went on to lose the round of golf with Che that day in Cuba over forty years ago, and in a fit of rage and very bad sportsmanship, threw in the towel, gave up the game and turned Cuba into a communist dictatorship. Then had all the caddies in the country beheaded. (a joke.)
Every golf course in Cuba---with the exception of the Havana Golf Club---fell into massive disrepair. Golf clubs everywhere morphed into plowshares and life in Cuba generally went downhill very fast.
Now you know the rest of the story of how one little putt forever changed the course of world history.
But alas, Fidel is no longer wielding his tight grip of Marxist power there, and we know a softer, gentler Cuba may be on the way.
Why? Because Castro's baby brother Raul, now the presidente de Cuba, has an idea to bring golf back to his decaying little kingdom. In an attempt to shore up the economy that Fidel wrecked---and kept on wrecking for decades, as he remade beautiful Cuba into his communist playpen and pig sty---Raul hopes to bring a few of those gringo dollars/pounds back into the moribund Cuban economy. It seems people there continue to be starving to death and Cuba needs to get its economy back up on the first tee.
If you want to know more about the day golf may return to Cuba, then read on.
And remember, where there's golf, there's hope. Communism and golf (and a sense of humor) are mutually exclusive. Who knows, maybe when Donald Trump finishes his big golf development in Scotland, he'll turn his sights down Raul's way. Raul meet The Donald, Don meet baby brother. I can certainly see some possibilities in this.
Then Raul, how about opening up some of those marvellous bonefish fisheries down on the southern coast of Cuba? I might even drop a few Gringo dollars down your way, if you do. And after that, you Communist guys might learn how to take a joke.
"And remember, where there's golf, there's hope. Communism and golf (and a sense of humor) are mutually exclusive." So very true!
ReplyDeleteWhat a post! It was charming in its own way, Web!
ReplyDeleteI took one of those silly on line quizzes, for fun mind you, and came out as --- Che Guevera. It told me that I would enjoy dying a dramatic death on a mountain top, No negative mentions of Che however. Believe me when I tell you, I retook that quiz but fast! And came out as --- Mother Teresa. I must be bi-polar or a schitzo!