Phew.

This lays it on the line for Mr Guevara, spoiled brat turned cruel bossyboots:

Every time I see some privileged person protest touring, I think of Che. Every time I hear about some insurrectionists starting shit in other people’s neighborhoods, I think of Che.

Every time some twenty-something white dudes audaciously roll into a room like they have all the answers – summarily dismissing the experience and knowledge of everyone else there – I think of Che.

Every time I see some supposed radicals who can’t recognize how inappropriate it is to “lead” or “save” or “help” the poor people or black people or brown people, without bothering to ask their opinion about it, I think of Che…

Imagine if Guevara had not made a new man the center of his philosophy. What if he had stuck around to fix his fuck ups in Cuba? What if he took care of his official and unofficial kids?

How cool would it have been if he had recognized that he couldn’t impose his beliefs on others?

How amazing if he had said that it is time white dudes stopped trying to be in charge all the damn time? Now that would have been fucking revolutionary.

H/t Instapundit