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Ahhhh . . . . the joys of socialism, where everyone is gets an equal piece of the pie. It's unfortunate that the pie has shrivelled to the point where it's invisible.
Caracas – One of the many byproducts of Venezuela’s acute political and financial crisis is food truck looting, a pattern that is plaguing the country’s highways with chaos and fear.
Just last week, some 200 looters swarmed into an overturned tractor-trailer carrying canned juice — men, women and children were seen taking as many boxes of juice as they could, either by foot or on motorcycles.
Drivers and even emergency personnel just stood by, unaffected.
"The two Venezuelas" (Las dos Venezuelas), a catchphrase so commonly used here these days to describe the rift between the poor and the middle or upper class, were exposed in broad daylight for everyone to see: the looters and the citizens.
This time, looters refrained from attacking the grid-locked cars, something that has happened in the past, and they didn’t even take issue with the reporters covering the crash and the ensuing mayhem. “Here my man, take a can,” offered a young man, handing me a mangled can from the dozen he was carrying. “It’s apple flavor,” he said.
Just last week, some 200 looters swarmed into an overturned tractor-trailer carrying canned juice — men, women and children were seen taking as many boxes of juice as they could, either by foot or on motorcycles.
Drivers and even emergency personnel just stood by, unaffected.
"The two Venezuelas" (Las dos Venezuelas), a catchphrase so commonly used here these days to describe the rift between the poor and the middle or upper class, were exposed in broad daylight for everyone to see: the looters and the citizens.
This time, looters refrained from attacking the grid-locked cars, something that has happened in the past, and they didn’t even take issue with the reporters covering the crash and the ensuing mayhem. “Here my man, take a can,” offered a young man, handing me a mangled can from the dozen he was carrying. “It’s apple flavor,” he said.