I Tawt I Taw


Venezuela goes to the polls on Sunday to elect a new President - following the death of Hugo Chavez.

Now I don't have a vote, so it doesn't really matter - but if I did I don't think I would cast it in favour of Nicolas Maduro - because the man is either a complete charlatan or completely mad.

Apparently Nicolas has taken to calling himself "Chavez's son" - which is bad enough - although not quite as ridiculous as his claim that the late president had appeared to him in the form of a little bird.

Tweety Pie, perhaps?

Last week, speaking at the start of the presidential campaign in the house where Mr Chavez was born, Mr Maduro said a small bird had flown around him three times and looked at him "oddly".

At which point the presidential candidate said that he had felt in his soul - that the bird was a message from Mr Chavez.

"I felt its blessing, telling us: 'Today the battle begins, go for victory, you have my blessing'," Mr Maduro went on - no doubt relieved to find that men in white coats had not arrived to take him away.

So, if Nicolas Maduro wins the election on Sunday - which he might well do since all the polls have him as a big favourite - then my prediction is that things in Venezuela are going to take a turn for the worse.

Politics may be a dirty old business at times, but little birds passing on messages of support from 'the other side' - is the same kind of spiritualist nonsense that the great magician and escapologist - Harry Houdini - used to expose.

Next thing you know, Nicolas willl start seeing Puddy Cats - which will probably pass on some helpful tips and advice - about how to run the government.

That's All Folks!       

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