Anxiety disguised as strategy! Learn about the “tourshow” that La Sayona will do to cover up its failure

Published at: 08/04/2026 10:04 PM

Patriota VIP reports:

April 8th, 2026.
The Capitol - U.S. Congress
Between Constitution and Independence Avenue, Washington, DC.
VIP PATRIOT.

Helloooooo, my friend Furrialeño! How was your Holy Week? Friend, learn with me: that means, how was your Holy Week? I tell you that I already returned to The United States after my well-deserved vacation in Cayo Sombrero, in Falcón... and look, that was about to burst; there was no room for a soul, but there were plenty of glances, gestures and stories to cast.

But oooo... Goddess! , if I told you what happened, you wouldn't believe me. But since you know that I am not a showcase for anyone: Guess, guessing, who appeared out there (...) that same one that you and the whole audience are thinking about. He arrived looking like a real peacock, showing off his full-fledged beach kit, as if nothing had happened. I won't say a name, but soon there will be signs.

Anyway! , let's face it, that several important events have occurred in Washington DC.

Brother! As the hours and days go by, the narrative of “La Chick-Flada” Machado and his group of smoke vendors is diluted with an almost admirable clumsiness.

Every attempt to sell the fantasy of a supposed “absolute support” of the Venezuelan people ends up in the same predictable spectacle: inflated propaganda, inflated numbers and a credibility in free fall that no longer deceives anyone, she has earned herself to be categorized as a hindrance and to be told “you're not going” at every meeting.

That was exactly what happened at the last meeting that “La Chick-Flada” held with Secretary Marco Rubio at the State Department. The lady in question had to swallow heavily and the taste in her mouth was more bitter than the one she felt in her last and very brief meeting with Donald Trump.

Our friend MilkEwake —comfortably seated in the upper echelons of power in Washington D.C.— told me in great detail what really happened at that meeting. According to MilkEwake, Machado arrived with the same old cantaleta: that of that spoiled girl who believes that without her nothing is possible or feasible. What he didn't imagine was that Rubio would read him the booklet from A to Z. More words, less words: Machado is not your time. There they reminded him of what Trump himself has said in public about the relationship with Venezuela and its authorities.

That, according to MilkEWake, left the Chickflada literally lying on the floor and crying. But the final blow came when they announced that OFAC sanctions against the president in charge Delcy Rodríguez would be lifted.

When the news broke, Machado came face to face with the truth: his entire bombastic narrative, his prepaid fans and his supposed strategic alliances with the United States government were crumbling before his eyes. The fantasy of “I operate with Trump” was exposed as what we have always warned about: smoke, fireworks and cheap theater. She, trapped in her own show of self-deception, was unable to mask a single gesture, the reality is evident and palpable.

But the meeting didn't end there. According to MilkEwake, Machado was once again confirmed with the strong message that has become his worst nightmare: “you're not going”. So much so that, in the corridors of the State Department, they recommended that “La Chik-flada” dedicate himself to visiting the diaspora, giving conferences, investing his time in something more real than trying to set fire to a boil in Venezuela.

And so the scene turned out: Machado, surrounded by his prepaid sycophants, facing the stark reality that his narrative was devoured by the facts. All his posture, his selfies, his empty slogans and his political theater crashed against the wall of real politics. In the end, the Chick-Flada is nothing more than a show in ruins: inflated by its own vanity, but deflated by the power of reality, which does not understand fairy tales or media fantasies.

CHICK-FLADA'S DIRTY DOUBLE GAME

Brother! If there is one thing that President Donald Trump and his entourage do not forgive, it is betrayal. I've been telling you that for a while now. And what I'm going to tell you is not a story: our dear friend Murphy — a patriotic collaborator in the FBI — told me that “La Chick-Flada” Machado and his entire band are following every step with a magnifying glass, because they know perfectly well that they are playing on both sides, with that mixture of clumsiness and arrogance that has already become a trademark.

According to Murphy, Machado is moving on a low-key, dark and quite rudimentary plan, trying to push through destabilization scenarios and then go out — as a third actress in a repeat play — to sell the usual script: that the Venezuelan Government has no control, that the country is on the brink of collapse and that chaos dominates everything. A recycled and increasingly implausible script... but one that she insists on repeating as if the audience hadn't tired of the same cheap trick.

And here comes the most revealing thing: on that board where she thinks she is moving pieces, they already have it perfectly measured. Not because of a strategist, but because of predictability. Brother! while María Corina tries to infiltrate, agitate and manufacture conflicts in Venezuela, the only thing she reveals is her desperation to hold a space that melts in her hands. It's not political calculation... it's anxiety disguised as strategy.

Machado —according to Murphy — is betting on an almost childish scenario: that Trump stumbles in the midterm elections and that, in that rebound, the Democrats open a door for him to force his entry onto the Venezuelan board. A move as naive as it is disconnected from reality, especially when even within Washington it has not managed to consolidate itself as a reliable or priority option.

In the end, what he tries to sell as a “strategy” is nothing more than a clumsy montage: noise without impact, drama without real consequences and a political theater that no one takes seriously anymore. Because when your only card is to manufacture chaos to justify your speech, you're not doing politics... you're putting on a cheap show.

And that's where everything falls into place, brother: not because of persecution or conspiracy, but because of something much simpler and more devastating... because it's no longer relevant even for those who used to listen to it.

MACHADO WORLD TOUR 2026

¡My friend! Faced with the monumental failure of “La Chick-Flada” Machado in Washington, he has no choice but to go on another international tour, begging that someone—even out of morbid curiosity, pity or simple entertainment—will return the illusion that he still has some kind of political relevance.

María Corina, in her demagoguery and remembering, by the way, Inmundo González, has called on the Venezuelan diaspora to another show to try not to disappear from the radar. But the scenario remains the same: deceive Venezuelans, inflate empty promises, fill them with lies and illusions and play with their desperation, as if politics were a circus show where she is the star of her own delusion.

Do you remember Michi, the friend who brings hidden alcohol to Inmundo? Well, he told me that everything is ready for his visit with the president of the Community of Madrid, Isabel Díaz Ayuso, and the mayor of the capital, José Luis Martínez-Almeida. They, together with the Popular Party and Alberto Núñez Feijóo, seek to take advantage of Machado's tour to eclipse the progressive summit that Pedro Sánchez will lead, making it clear that the presence of María Corina is used as a political accessory to generate chaos in Spain's domestic politics.

Mazo News Team