Castro can't live forever. But nothing from Evelito, not since 1992. He and three friends were on an rickety amalgam of innertubes, plywood and fifty-gallon drums. That was the last time anyone saw them. The last thing indeed, for one in three.
Sharks are very misunderstood.
Dentuso's teeth have the same effect on thirst-crazed humans dangling helplessly in the water as on the Old Man's marlin. Pinks in the Western media tell us the Revolution was all about people like Evelito. Yet he died either like a captive of the Apaches, slowly, of thirst and exposure, staked in the sun without escape, or like the girl in the opening scene of Jaws. Him and 83,000 others from his humble social strata. That's a capacity crowd in New Orleans' Superdome, dying horribly.