A mate emailed me today. August 13 is Fidel Castro’s 81st birthday. Happy Birthday ‘Fiddle’™ (BBC).
She couldn’t contain herself. But sadly Fiddle successfully managed to contain himself all day. Of course he’s not renowned for shyness on the big occasion. But, alas, the Cuban President didn’t allow himself to be seen alive by anyone today. Which only the most cynical would read anything into.
Oh, all right. For some time there’s been widespread doubt over Fiddle’s continued existence. Even leading statesmen refuse to believe the evidence when it’s presented to them.
The email went on: ”We’ve all seen images of ‘Fiddle’ lounging around, looking like the Jimmy Savile of Latin America. Mind you, some say he jogged his last in 1981.’
In the absence of any appearance by anyone today, I fear that even the CIA imposter has now, regrettably, jogged his last too. So, if we could all take a moment to quietly reflect upon the life and work of Alexis Papagos. Mr Papagos everyone…
(While we’re at it, where the hell’s Jimmy Savile got to?)