I’ve got a major blog post marinating about Cucuta, the Narco-Emperor there known as “El Pulpo” (“The Octopus”), the trip to Bucaramanga, where Pablo Escobar blew up 20,000 sq. feet of a 60,000 sq. foot bulding in his attempt to punish the brave journalists that defied him … but it’s going to take some time to sort all this out.
Oh yeah, and I’ve got stuff about Hugo Chavez and the alarming, appalling cult of personality that’s being crammed down Venezuelan’s throats.
But in the meanwhile, enjoy this picture of what is surely the least secure and sensible way to transport eggs that I have ever seen.