Humberto Fontova: Advice from Fidel Castro for Ahmadinejad and Gadhafi
[[Humberto Fontova is the author of 'Exposing the Real Che Guevara and the Useful Idiots Who Idolize Him.' Visit www.hfontova.com]
Ahmadinejad and Gadhafi got many New York doors slammed in their face this week. The Helmsley Hotels hurriedly hung "No Vacancy!" signs and Gotham Hall canceled Ahmadinejad's reservation for the site as a speech and banquet hall. Gadhafi was finally reduced to sleeping on the couch of the Libyan UN ambassador's Manhattan apartment. Then 11 members of the General Assembly stormed out during Ahmadinejad's UN speech.
Fidel Castro's sides must be hurting as he ponders the scene. Perhaps he's offering them advice: "My poor bumbling amigos, Ahmadinejad and Gadhafi, you boys need some 'learnin, some polish. So pull up a chair.
"I'll have you know when I visited New York in 1995 for the UN's 50th Anniversary bash, not only did I get the loudest and longest ovation from the General Assembly, but Time magazine hailed me as "The Toast of Manhattan!" and Newsweek as "The Hottest Ticket in Manhattan!" In the same week's issues!
"When my dearly departed little poodle, Che Guevara, visited the UN in 1964, loudly boasted of our mass executions, and denounced the U.S. as ‘the perpetrator of exploitation and oppression against the peoples of the world and against a large part of its own population!' and as ‘a carnivorous animal feeding on the helpless!' the ovation was not quite as long or loud as the ones I got, mind you, but plenty loud and long enough. That night Che was the guest of honor at ‘Bobo' Rockefeller's Manhattan suite, where cocktail guests from Norman Mailer to Eugene McCarthy lined up for his autograph.
"And remember what my dearly departed little poodle had admitted just two years earlier: ‘If the Missiles had remained, we would have shot them against the very heart of the U.S., including New York City' (Che Guevara to Sam Russel of the London Daily Worker in November 1962.) Indeed, during that New York visit, my little poodle Che also met with the Black Liberation Front, whom we were funding to blow up the Statue of Liberty during that time.
"Also remember what that reactionary swine, J. Edgar Hoover, nixed just as my fuse neared impact! I burn up every time I recall it! It was on November 17, 1962, that the FBI cracked a plot by my agents (Fair-Play-for-Cuba Committee working with my UN staff) who targeted Macy's, Gimbel's, Bloomingdale's and Manhattan's Grand Central Terminal with a dozen incendiary devices and 500 kilos of TNT. The holocaust was set to go off the following week, the day after Thanksgiving. Just Macy's gets 50,000 shoppers that one day! My bag woulda shamed 9/11 and Peal Harbor combined! Caramba!'
"Anyway, those Time and Newsweek headlines I mentioned earlier hailed the social swirl that engulfed me on my 1995 visit to Manhattan. After my whooping, hollering, foot-stomping ovation in the General Assembly, I was feted by the New York's best and brightest, hob-knobbing with dozens of Manhattan's glitterati, pundits and power brokers. First, I had a late luncheon at the Council of Foreign Relations. After holding court there for a rapt David Rockefeller along with Robert McNamara, Dwayne Andreas and Random House's Harold Evans, I flashed over to Mort Zuckerman's 5th Avenue pad, where a throng of Beltway glitterati, including a breathless Mike Wallace, Peter Jennings, Tina Brown, Bernard Shaw and Barbara Walters all jostled for brief verbal tryst, cooing and gurgling to my every comment. All clamored for autographs and photo-ops. Diane Sawyer was so overcome in my presence that she rushed up, broke into that toothy smile of hers, wrapped her arms around my neck and smooched me warmly on the cheek...
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Ahmadinejad and Gadhafi got many New York doors slammed in their face this week. The Helmsley Hotels hurriedly hung "No Vacancy!" signs and Gotham Hall canceled Ahmadinejad's reservation for the site as a speech and banquet hall. Gadhafi was finally reduced to sleeping on the couch of the Libyan UN ambassador's Manhattan apartment. Then 11 members of the General Assembly stormed out during Ahmadinejad's UN speech.
Fidel Castro's sides must be hurting as he ponders the scene. Perhaps he's offering them advice: "My poor bumbling amigos, Ahmadinejad and Gadhafi, you boys need some 'learnin, some polish. So pull up a chair.
"I'll have you know when I visited New York in 1995 for the UN's 50th Anniversary bash, not only did I get the loudest and longest ovation from the General Assembly, but Time magazine hailed me as "The Toast of Manhattan!" and Newsweek as "The Hottest Ticket in Manhattan!" In the same week's issues!
"When my dearly departed little poodle, Che Guevara, visited the UN in 1964, loudly boasted of our mass executions, and denounced the U.S. as ‘the perpetrator of exploitation and oppression against the peoples of the world and against a large part of its own population!' and as ‘a carnivorous animal feeding on the helpless!' the ovation was not quite as long or loud as the ones I got, mind you, but plenty loud and long enough. That night Che was the guest of honor at ‘Bobo' Rockefeller's Manhattan suite, where cocktail guests from Norman Mailer to Eugene McCarthy lined up for his autograph.
"And remember what my dearly departed little poodle had admitted just two years earlier: ‘If the Missiles had remained, we would have shot them against the very heart of the U.S., including New York City' (Che Guevara to Sam Russel of the London Daily Worker in November 1962.) Indeed, during that New York visit, my little poodle Che also met with the Black Liberation Front, whom we were funding to blow up the Statue of Liberty during that time.
"Also remember what that reactionary swine, J. Edgar Hoover, nixed just as my fuse neared impact! I burn up every time I recall it! It was on November 17, 1962, that the FBI cracked a plot by my agents (Fair-Play-for-Cuba Committee working with my UN staff) who targeted Macy's, Gimbel's, Bloomingdale's and Manhattan's Grand Central Terminal with a dozen incendiary devices and 500 kilos of TNT. The holocaust was set to go off the following week, the day after Thanksgiving. Just Macy's gets 50,000 shoppers that one day! My bag woulda shamed 9/11 and Peal Harbor combined! Caramba!'
"Anyway, those Time and Newsweek headlines I mentioned earlier hailed the social swirl that engulfed me on my 1995 visit to Manhattan. After my whooping, hollering, foot-stomping ovation in the General Assembly, I was feted by the New York's best and brightest, hob-knobbing with dozens of Manhattan's glitterati, pundits and power brokers. First, I had a late luncheon at the Council of Foreign Relations. After holding court there for a rapt David Rockefeller along with Robert McNamara, Dwayne Andreas and Random House's Harold Evans, I flashed over to Mort Zuckerman's 5th Avenue pad, where a throng of Beltway glitterati, including a breathless Mike Wallace, Peter Jennings, Tina Brown, Bernard Shaw and Barbara Walters all jostled for brief verbal tryst, cooing and gurgling to my every comment. All clamored for autographs and photo-ops. Diane Sawyer was so overcome in my presence that she rushed up, broke into that toothy smile of hers, wrapped her arms around my neck and smooched me warmly on the cheek...