I don’t care about Maduro, as far as I’m concerned, they can shoot him if they want. What matters to me is walking through the streets of my city and seeing the faces of fear on my neighbors. The military patrolling to prevent looting due to panic. It’s a collective hangover, a horrible one.
It’s 2016 all over again. It’s seeing despair entering the circulatory system of all Venezuelans, only now it’s more sudden, and we are painfully aware of it.
This is far from improving, and we know it.
400M people distributed over an insanely large landmass with low population density and sky-high levels of income inequality preventing ease of travel to DC. Also representation is incredibly distorted depending on state of residence and direct citizen influence at the national level is nonexistent.