Earlier this week during the Florida senatorial debate between Mrs. Betty Castor and Mr. Mel Martinez, many statements from both candidates were evasive, hyped or distorted, hoping to persuade voters of their values and qualifications.
My insufficient knowledge of Mrs. Castor’s background, limit my ability to comment on perceived inaccuracies. Not so with Mr. Mel Martinez, with whom I share age, culture, history and country.
It has been said repeatedly, scratch the skin of an extremist and you will find an opportunist, and Mr. Martinez is just that.
Repeating many of the heinous tactics he used against Mr. Mc Collum during the primary, he tried repeatedly to tarnish Mrs. Castor’s public record and sow doubts about her character, while attempting to project himself as the only candidate capable of solving our social ills, if elected to the US Senate.
Rather than reviewing his questionable performance at the helm of the Orange County government, it may be a worthy exercise to contact residents in Eatonville, Orange Blossom Tr., Parramore and other neighborhoods that he perceive as below his social/ethnic status.
Devoid of a worthy public record, Mr. Martinez was quick to resort to the worn-out, self-pity Cuban victim melodrama, tearfully describing on one hand, how at age 15, he was forced to leave his country alone.
Moments later, he described himself as the embodiment of the American Dream, where he received education, wealth and power.
What Mr. Martinez failed to say, was that he was part of the 14,000 middle-class, primarily white Cuban children that were smuggled out of Cuba, through the most elaborate, despicable and immoral plan prepared by the CIA, by instilling fear in parents, who were told their children would be taken away, shipped to Russia, from where some was already returning in form of canned beef.
And then, in a cruel betrayal of other Peter Pan as they were known, he did not have a word of sympathy for those who had to wait for 5 years or more to be reunited with their parents, for those who
never did, or for those well documented cases of physical, mental and sexual abuse.
And yet, when 6 year old shipwreck Elian Gonzalez was found floating on an inner tube on Thanksgiving day 5 years ago, and his distant relatives in Miami shamefully tried every possible venue to keep him, Mr. Martinez was amongst the staunchest supporters of this public kidnapping, who unabashedly tried to mesmerize his young mind by touring Disney World with all its glitter.
But nothing could be more revolting, than to hear this cynic,
professional liar, talk about his 86 year old aunt living in Cuba, when, through his actions as co-chair of The Commission For The Assistance To A Free Cuba, he
wrote 500 pages of a the most repugnant report, redefining the concept of Cuban family, which excludes aunts and cousins, reduced from $160 to $50 per day the amount we can spend and limit our visits to our homeland from once a year to once every three years.
Hoping to bring the people of his country of birth to their knees through hunger, disease and death, Mr. Martinez woeful servitude and deplorable understanding of the meaning of liberty and sovereignty, have placed himself at the forefront of those actively struggling to turn Cuba into a US Protectorate, even if in so doing, his aunt may become a collateral damage.
Fortunately, his mother and father were wise enough to leave early on, sparing him from another of his deranged rationale. The world have seen before, other monsters in silk clothing! .
