last time cuba was a “”““tourist destination””“”
for the American bourgeoisie, it was like Little St. James
meets Las Vegas
, and it was run by a US-backed dictator who looked like Farquaad from Shrek.
I wonder who overthrew that dictator in a revolution and established a government that served the working class? 
Reading this made me realize a slogan to defend cuba that would appeal to the masses: “They want to control Cuba because they lost Epstein Island/Little St James”
claims to hate “globalism”
“Surrender your country to my American masters in Wall Street or be annihilated! Maybe you might be a nice place to visit for said masters I live vicariously through.”
The fetishism of the global south repulses me.
I told my barber I was going to Colombia for a wedding a while back, he just gave me a bunch of winks and told me to be safe down there, haha wear a condom when you illicit sex from women!
He wasn’t the only one either, every person I talked to said similar shit, on if I’m bringing condoms and shit like that.
Americans see the world as their sex playground, if you have the money you can do anything, guilt-free.
Solicit
Solicit illicit explicit sex.
Fuck
I didn’t mean it to be mean spirited, sorry.
Nah I deserved it
We have a rule in my org. No apologizing for existing and no negative self talk comrade. I wanted to help not be a jerk.
I normally dislike “your mom” jokes, but this one gets a pass.
Yes. It clearly throws back how disgusting the OP’s comment truely is.
James is a farm owner in Branson, Missouri. The US did to Branson what he wants to do to Cuba, turning it into a trashy Disneyland for the worst tourists in the Midwest. It resulted in a space that marks the absence of a place. I ended a relationship with someone who wanted to move there. This might somehow be worse than the gusanos who want to turn Cuba into their grandpa’s idyllic slave plantation.

Branson sounds like what Pigeon Forge, Tennessee for the the mountain touring southeast. the sort of place anybody with a few grand could have a good time being a drunk idiot and not worry about forgetting anything because there’s nothing worth remembering about the place.
the bit about a relationship ending reminded me of how a group of us had just got through dumping on Pidgeon Forge as “mountain tourism development gone horribly wrong” and then, as if on cue, somebody’s friend from HS texted them, had just gotten engaged and their suburbanite partner insisted on going to Pigeon Forge for a 100% unironic engagement party with all their friends.
[same person is terrified of Memphis.]
i couldn’t stop laughing.
im sure i sound like a snob, but i grew up in America’s national tourist trap. i have been to the puppet show and i have seen the strings. i can legit have a good time pretty much anywhere, but i have a hardest time having fun in those shitty ass “built only for $$fun$$” traps that have so completely commodified every aspect of seeing and being in a place, it’s developed its own papier mache surreality of plastic smiling service workers barely covering a desperate, but growing rust and rage.
I only know one semi-rural Midwestern guy who was excited to go there as a tourist. Previously I took him around Denver when he left his state for the first time. We went to a ramen bar and he didn’t feel comfortable ordering the bowls, but didn’t know what anything else on the menu was. I recommended fried rice, his first time eating it, and he sent me texts for the next few months talking about how awesome fried rice is and how he wishes he could find it locally.
He loved Branson. Lots to do.
I recommended fried rice, his first time eating it, and he sent me texts for the next few months talking about how awesome fried rice is and how he wishes he could find it locally.
This makes me really sad for some reason. America takes away the humanity of all who are forced to suffer under her rule, even those in the core.
Lots to do.
lol, accurate. i have an aunt like this. if a place has mini golf, go karts, and an Applebee’s, it has everything.
and all these things are within 45 minutes of her house, but some of us, being uncultured, fail to grasp the subtle differences between Applebee’s locations even after they are explained.
I understand the midwestern cultural isolationism. Everything is so spread out that if you aren’t in The Big City you’re in a town where time stopped in the 1950s. If you aren’t even in the 1950s town, you’re on an island with 20-100km+ of exclusive car travel between you and basic services. When I did tech support for an ISP-of-last-resort for these customers, the broadband gap alone was existential horror. Their monthly data consumption matched my daily at 3x the price, limited to an unreliable 300kb/s at best. A town with an Applebees and a go kart track is a desert oasis when your town only has a gas station/bar/triple church combo. That’s somethin’ to do outside of shooting things that might explode in your trash fire.
It’s so easy to make it takes like 10 minutes outside of cooking the rice.
I can’t judge him there because it’s a dish I also only get from restaurants. They do it so much better. If I’m investing that much time in a starch I’m making a 𝓅𝑜𝓉𝒶𝓉𝑜.
Chinese grand dad teaches you how to make dishes like the restaurants.
I found a YouTube link in your comment. Here are links to the same video on alternative frontends that protect your privacy:
Branson, Pigeon Forge, and Myrtle Beach are all windows ito the same circle of Hell.
Pigeon Forge
Damn, I had no idea a place had such a cool name. Shame about everything else though.
I visited the Great Smokey Mountains NP last year, which meant a good deal of driving through Pigeon Forge. That was the most plastic feeling place I’ve ever been in. Zero shred of authenticity. Most tourist traps, I find if you go off the main strips, explore the fringes, you can find something authentic (including nearby Gatlinburg). Nope, not with Pigeon Forge. The fucking Buc-ees up the road off the interstate felt more real than Pigeon Forge.
(Townsend was nice though, that had some nice local flavors and a cool little railroad museum)
GOT THEY ASS
That’s how the revolution started because it was all casinos and mafiosos. It was cringe and it sucked.
Gottem
















