Say wha?

Katy says: Notes from the nonsensical revolution: – Interior Minister Pedro Carreño says, in a press conference for the ages, that people have a right to protest but that the State has to protect people’s rights to circulate and enjoy their private property, because we all know that this a government that has always respected…

Say wha?

Katy says: Notes from the nonsensical revolution: – Interior Minister Pedro Carreño says, in a press conference for the ages, that people have a right to protest but that the State has to protect people’s rights to circulate and enjoy their private property, because we all know that this a government that has always respected…

More from Reporters Without Borders

RSF says: Unfortunately, there is no longer any doubt about Chávez’s goals: RCTV’s closure was just the prelude to the progressive disappearance of all the opposition press. Media that criticise the government will be snuffed out one by one until only the pro-government media are left. More… In other words:

More from Reporters Without Borders

RSF says: Unfortunately, there is no longer any doubt about Chávez’s goals: RCTV’s closure was just the prelude to the progressive disappearance of all the opposition press. Media that criticise the government will be snuffed out one by one until only the pro-government media are left. More… In other words:

My grandfather’s ankle

Quico says: My earliest political memory is of my grandfather’s ankle. I couldn’t have been more than 5 or 6. I was playing on the floor in front of him, running a matchbox car across the floor – vrooooom! As I ran it up his leg, I noticed something strange about his ankle. It looked…

My grandfather’s ankle

Quico says: My earliest political memory is of my grandfather’s ankle. I couldn’t have been more than 5 or 6. I was playing on the floor in front of him, running a matchbox car across the floor – vrooooom! As I ran it up his leg, I noticed something strange about his ankle. It looked…

My grandfather’s ankle

Quico says: My earliest political memory is of my grandfather’s ankle. I couldn’t have been more than 5 or 6. I was playing on the floor in front of him, running a matchbox car across the floor – vrooooom! As I ran it up his leg, I noticed something strange about his ankle. It looked…