Killer Hair

Once more I was able to convince myself how criminal the capitalistic octopuses are. On a picture of our old and bewailed comrade Stalin, I swore not to rest before these capitalistic octopuses are destroyed.

Ernesto Guevara to his aunt Beatriz (1953); as quoted in Che Guevara: A Revolutionary Life (1997) by Jon Lee Anderson (found at Wikiquote, here).

An auction gallery is selling a 3-inch lock of hair from the head of the murdering rebel bandit Ernesto “Che” Guevara. "Che," the cult-hero of well-off idiots and wanna-be revolutionaries frequenting dope-dens, university libraries and coffee-lounges, was killed by the Bolivian Army 40 years ago this month. More on his squalid life and his weird cult following may be found here, here, and here.

Guevara often handled executions of informers and spies in Castro's rebel movement personally. Here's the former physician's diary entry, on the murder of the first such person:

I ended the problem giving him a shot with a .32 pistol in the right side of the brain, with exit orifice in the right temporal. He gasped for a little while and was dead. Upon proceeding to remove his belongings I couldn't get off the watch tied by a chain to his belt, and then he [another rebel] told me in a steady voice farther away than fear: "Yank it off, boy, what does it matter." I did so and his possessions were now mine.

Diary entry from Guevara's period in the Sierra Maestra on the shooting of fellow rebel Eutimio Guerra, whom Guevara suspected of passing-on information to government forces (1957). (from Wikiquote, above and see here, here, here and here).

Bidding on the hair is to start at $100,000. Materials for cleansing this grisly artifact of the blood of thousands of Cuban political prisoners not included. As to the sale, the Miami Herald thinks that Hugo Chavez, tin-pot tyrant of Venezuela, may want to buy. How appropriate.

A sorrowful pity somebody didn’t send Guevara to Hell a bit sooner.