The World of Blood/Democracy - Cross-dressing Haitian presidents

"I, deposed venal tyrant Jean-Bertrand Aristide, ready to return to Haiti from exile in South Africa; you see, my bags are packed; I certainly will have unpleasant words for the imperialists who kidnapped me in 2004, ingrate tyrant Preval; I sure will not forget this one, 'Baby Doc' criminal, too."

This is exactly, as you can visualize by way of the picture below, will soon most likely occur on presidential inauguration day in quake-cholera-hit, perhaps now, too, polio Haiti and promptly soon thereafter. Sure "Baby Tyrant," who crawled back into his crib, that is Haiti, after nearly 24 years of forced exile in France will most like be dancing too, and all night.

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Guitarist Wycleff Jean (L); Organist, Michel "Sweet Micky" Martelly (far right; and the third man is looser Judge Celestin, who has been told that he can no longer be a presidential candidate, meaning that he now has the time needed to father more than 23 children with 13 different women. Bravo Jude!

When Michel "Sweet Micky" Martelly (49) proposes to his fellow Haitian presidential contender Mirlande Hypolitte Manigat (70)

To comprehend Haiti's so-called leaders is to, without reservations, refer to the nation's plethora of unwanted corrosive problems, not limited to: Cooked votes, earthquake, cholera, hurricanes, blanket crushing poverty, grand-scale corruption, gross incompetence, grand immorality (see text below), and a president who is not only of nature public speakers, but consumes, in large quantity, alcoholic beverages distilled at a high proof for breakfast.

When Haiti's retrograde, chief cretin dictator Rene Preval (R, below) says to his chosen replacement Judge Celestin, who fathered at least 23 children with 13 different women (including the primitive bloodthirsty BIGMAN's daughter Patricia Preval who is now again pregnant for the father of her first and only child), when the latter person of the same name was a male, "'I must 'cook' the presidential election results like I used to bake bread when I was a failed neighborhood baker to be sure that you and Mirlande Manigat (the naive, old little lady) are placed ahead of Michel 'Sweet Micky' Martelly, paving the way for you to become the next largely incompetent president, and, yes, too, officially notorious chief bandit. Yes, I, the chameleon, according to the dirt-poor, quake-cholera-ravaged Caribbean nation said letter of the law, will be in political retirement, but one thing is for certain I will not be forced into exile like Titid (Jean-Bertrand Aristide, the exiled president) I betrayed or incarcerated for untold number unbelievable crimes committed against the Haitian people, ultimately depriving me of the usual opportunity to also get DRUNK in the wee hours of the night. Listen, mon amour (my darling) belle petite fille (nice little girl) Jude, I will always tell you what to do, even when we are having sexual intercourse (which I very much enjoy, especially after unreservedly consuming alcoholic beverages distilled at a high proof), since you owe your extremely illegitimate presidency to me. Kill! kill! murder, in broad daylight, all of the bastard Haitians who expect you to change their quality of life, in the positive terms; also, those who are against you. That's the only way you can certainly first prove that you are my prot�g�, alternately a mentally retarded totalitarian dictator; ultimately, you self-declare yourself king, and for life."

Wycleff Jean (L), the singer who wanted to be president, but was disqualified, holding tyrant Rene Preval.

When current Haitian president Rene Preval (L, below), former Haitian heads of state Jean-Bertrand Aristide (C, below), and Boniface Alexandre turn cross-dressers

Haitian President Lady Rene Preval, a female who is not of nature public speakers, is reputed for drinking alcoholic beverages distilled at a high proof for breakfast. The American financial firm, American Express, in one of its many commercials urges those in possession of its credit card not to leave home without it. Preval herself rather says "Don't leave home without your Haitian bottle of rum barbancourt," as you can visualize above.

What about Madame Jean-Bertrand Aristide? She is a former deposed murderous dictator who went as far as as urging her bandits to violently terminate the lives of even those suspected of being democracy advocates, human rights defenders. Often, used car tires were placed around victims' necks after their bodies were mutilated. Their corpses or carcasses, which burning speed was determined by the quantity of gasoline poured on them, were ultimately consumed by flames after matches used.

Old girlie, senior citizen Boniface Alexandre was a say-nothing-acting-Haitian-president (204-206). Her prime minister, Gerard "Gros Gerard" or "Big Gerard," always did all of the talking, as they say in the vernacular. The latter could not help promote the virtues of democracy (free elections, for example) during his tenure. Ironically, he (was part of a delegation) recently voyaged to Ivory Coast to lecture (in French) citizens of that once peaceful, but long troubled western African country, about the principles of social equality and respect for the individual within a community. "We are here," he eloquently said, "to review the democratic progress made over the pass five years." Unfortunately, absolutely nothing of the same was said about his native nation of Haiti, especially his two-year tenure. Oh, my God! He is sure the wrong democracy teacher.