Be Realistic, Demand The Impossible!

Let's Liquidate All The Atomic Bases In Cuba And In The U.s. And We Are In Complete Agreement With That.

The First Commandment For Every Good Explorer Is That An Expedition Has Two Points: The Point Of Departure And The Point Of Arrival. If Your Intention Is To Make The Second Theoretical Point Coincide With The Actual Point Of Arrival, Don't Think About The Means -- Because The Journey Is A Virtual Space That Finishes When It Finishes, And There Are As Many Means As There Are Different Ways Of 'finishing.' That Is To Say, The Means Are Endless.

The Amount Of Poverty And Suffering Required For A Rockefeller To Emerge, And The Amount Of Depravity Entailed In The Accumulation Of A Fortune Of Such Magnitude, Are Left Out Of The Picture, And It Is Not Always Possible For The Popular Forces To Expose This Clearly.

And Yet Every So Often, The Heart Of America, Shuddering With Indignation, Sends A Nervous Spasm Through The Gentle Back Of The Andes, And Tumultuous Shock Waves Assault The Surface Of The Land. Three Times The Cuppola Of Proud Santo Domingo Has Collapsed From On High To The Rhythm Of Broken Bones And Its Worn Walls Have Opened And Fallen Too. But The Foundations They Rest On Are Unmoved, The Great Blocks Of The Temple Of The Sun Exhibit Their Gray Stone Indifferently; However Colossal The Disaster Befalling Its Oppressor, Not One Of Its Huge Rocks Shifts From Its Place.

You Know, Comrade Pachman, I Don't Enjoy Being A Minister, I Would Rather Play Chess Like You, Or Make A Revolution In Venezuela.