Doctor Says Castro Can Return To Work

Cuban dictator Fidel Castro can return to work as soon as he recovers from what ails him, that is. George W. Bush hasn’t given me any big yucks lately. He’s got his we’re-not-winning-we’re-not-losing wild-eyed desperation thing going. And it’s tiresome. And Crazy-George's little wifey isn’t causing any tee-hees either. She says the media failed to report all the good news coming out of Iraq “every single day”. And her clenched jaw whines, quivery voice and fumbling delivery is as tedious as her husband’s eyeball spinning claims of victorious vindication in Iraq. Rosie O’Donnell and Donald Trump’s Battling Bickersons act has been the only kneeslapper in the news recently. Until this morning. The lead paragraph in a New York Times news story said, “A Spanish surgeon who examined Fidel Castro last week said Tuesday that the 80-year-old Cuban president did not have cancer and could return to work after recovering from the intestinal surgery he had last summer.” I haven’t gotten such a laugh out of a physician’s diagnosis since ex-Senate Majority Leader and (putative) Doctor William Frist (R-TN) said Terri Schiavo was not in a vegetative state. Good news for Fidel. As soon as the 80-year old pisspot despot recovers from the operation he had last summer that reduced him to an incapacitated, bed-ridden, frail, doddering bag of bones, he can go back to work. José Luis García Sabrido head of surgery at Gregorio Marañón Hospital in Madrid examined Castro last Tuesday and said “Mr. Castro could make a full recovery, but required muscular rehabilitation and a strict diet.” Great, Fidel! After some weight training and a good diet you can rise up and rule your little island fiefdom for another 47 years. And Saddam Hussein can resume his dictatorship over Iraq as soon as he recovers from being hanged next month. And the United States can go back to being a financially solvent world power as soon as it recovers from the Republicans’ bout of terminal greed and disastrous leadership of the last seven years. It’s all in the way you make the diagnosis. Terminal doesn’t have to mean THE END. It can mean “a new way forward”.