I don't know much about Venezuela, except that there seem to be more than two sides to every story. Hugo Chavez tells an entirely different story than does the CIA Factbook. There seems to be a lot of finger-pointing going on, but from what I can gather, everyone who has ever said anything about Venezuela has been lying to some degree.
Anonymous Canadaphiles may be disappointed, but I am not going to attempt to navigate the maze of fact, fiction, and bloody murder that composes the government of Venezuela. Hugo Chavez looks like a snake-oil salesman to me. He was elected in a landslide victory after leading a military coup. American "Nation Building" has steadily worked to overthrow him, but that doesn't make him a hero. He's trying to gather more power to himself, just like Chancellor Bush, and I don't trust anyone with that much power. I don't trust Venezuelan citizens not to kill me arbitrarily for the crime of being born in the States, either. Most of the history of South America in general appears to be bloody power-struggles, in which votes were cast with rifles and machetes.
One of the many things I love about the States is that we typically don't kill each other over political disagreements. I've had some hard-core political arguments, some that almost came to blows, but that's because many people are as passionate in their beliefs as I. The idea of swinging machetes at each other won't even occur to most Americans, except maybe Peach.
Next, I think I'll look into France. I would get a huge kick out of speaking French with my East-Texas accent. Par-lay Fron-say? Wee, paysan filty.
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