There’s a strange symmetry to it: exactly ten years ago tonight, amid the outbreak of collective mass delusion that was the 2002-2003 Paro, tens of thousands of us were gathered on the Distribuidor Altamira for a flag-waving, slogan chanting New Year’s Eve-cum-political protest.
Tonight, as the country huddles around for a muted celebration in expectation of news from Havanna, it strikes me: 2003 may well be remembered as the second most bizarre New Year’s of the Chávez era.
Happy New Year, everyone. Que nos agarre confesados.
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