The Nervous Despot

The Tyrant and The Saint

Manolo says, the tyrant he is old. Does he not look most uncomfortable under the confident, watchful gaze of the photographic John Paul?

As the end it approaches for this evil man, he must worry that there is the special place reserved for those who would deny the super fantastic shoes to others.

8 Responses to “The Nervous Despot”

  1. La Cabrita April 5, 2005 at 1:22 am #

    The Fidelito se pone tan nervioso en frente del papa, no? At least the Fidelito he is not wearing the Cooban Army jacket and hat. And obligatory cigar.

  2. class-factotum April 5, 2005 at 6:47 am #

    A super fantastically hot place where the wearing of the shoes is not necessary and the Shoes of the Fisherman they are not to be found.

  3. Bibliovixen April 5, 2005 at 8:42 am #

    I’m going to presume that “the special place reserved for those who would deny the super fantastic shoes to others,” he would be a greeter at Wal-mart?

  4. Manolo the Shoeblogger April 5, 2005 at 8:43 am #

    Ha! You have made the Manolo laugh!

  5. Canadian Headhunter (Michael) April 5, 2005 at 3:33 pm #

    Fidel is thinking about what he’s going to have at his funeral – which is certainly going to be as grand and celebrated as the pope’s.

  6. La Cabrita April 5, 2005 at 8:10 pm #

    I figured it out. Someone just said, “no smoking and we’re out of pork.”

  7. class-factotum April 5, 2005 at 8:45 pm #

    Yes, many, many people will attend Fidel’s funeral — if just to make sure he is dead.

    Even more will celebrate it. There will be a lot of dancing by people wearing super fantastic shoes and not so fantastic shoes. But dancing nonetheless.

  8. Ray April 6, 2005 at 10:03 pm #

    The Manolo, he strikes again!

    When the Castro goes, will we be looking for the red smoke?