Desperate and more Chick-Flada! Learn about La Sayona's plans in its commitment to violence

September 9th, 2026

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Helloooooo, my Furrialeño friend. How are you? I'm still here, in the land of Bolivar and Chávez. To the surprise and joy of one out there (I won't say his name) I extended my stay a few days with the objective of sneaking into the maricorinato group. And read carefully so that there are no misunderstandings: about the maricorinato and those crazy Venezuelan extremism, which are being led by “La Chick-flada” Machado.

Brother! Internally, this is a war of all against all. The take and give me between extremists themselves is worthy of any Leonardo Padrón novel: betrayals, conspiracies, unleashed egos, stab wounds in the back and characters convinced that each one is the protagonist of the story.

Everyone, with their agenda, their share of power and, of course, their version of who is the true owner of reason. A real political soap opera, but without the need for a script: they write the chapters themselves with their blunders.

But oooooo.. before continuing. Goddess! I know that you and everyone want to know: of course I met your friend, my friend, everyone's friend. We are in the five letters. Brother, please don't think badly: I'm talking about ÁVILA from where you can see the whole city.

Anyway, you can't do it with you. Let's do our thing.

And said and done. When the agreement ceased to be a slogan and became a reality, the usual discursive pirouette of that sector appeared: looking for far-fetched words, not pointing directly against the agreement, avoiding names and trying to turn into a sin what they yesterday claimed as urgent.

My cooperating patriot, alias “Bachaco”, an old friend from my single years who is still a member of the maricorinato, tells me that “La Chick-flada” had to juggle to put together that little video. As he tells me, the script went through more than twenty filters before it was ready, it was recorded up to three times and all the psudo-advisors had a different idea. Imagine yourself: all that equipment to use seven minutes to try to make people believe that I was going to say something... to end, in reality, without saying anything at all, or rather, what we already knew, a covert attack.

“The Chick-flada” only seeks emotional rather than political results. His only obsession is to keep the flame burning among his sheep followers, those who applaud him absolutely everything and take refuge in it so they don't have to accept reality. So much so that, almost a week after the video, “Chick-flada” herself is asking if anyone remembers what she said... or what she didn't say.

Imagine such a communication feat, brother! Seven minutes of video, about twenty filters and the final result is “and what did he say?” A lot of noise, a lot of mystery, a lot of expectation... and in the end as always: pure smoke with an AI edition.

Another important point made by “Bachaco” is that the disappointment among the cult's militants has been enormous. And it's not just because of the empty video message, but because “La Chick-flada” ended up revealing, once again —and we've said that here to the point of exhaustion—, the enormous short-circuit that exists between the fantasy that she sells them where it appears to be in the game and the reality that keeps hitting their faces day after day, where the lady learns everything from the news.

According to “Bachaco”, the dirty war laboratories and the pseudo-longliners that orbit around “La Chick-flada” are orphaned and adrift, because within that bubble they no longer find a solid narrative with which to sustain the story. Worst of all, they have begun to discover that their already worn-out narrative of “trying to apply media pressure” is not having any kind of effect on them either.

TALKING ABOUT EFFECTS AND CRAZY THINGS

Goddess! Definitely, when extremism loses its temper, it begins to show the seams and the narrative falls away easily.

We brought it forward a few weeks ago. Didn't I tell you that “La Chick-Flada” would end up caught in its own web of lies and that even its own people would begin to recognize that the speech was getting entangled? Do you remember when I told you about focus groups? Well, here we said it first.

They, who live talking about briefcase surveys and results as if they were the exclusive owners of the revealed truth, said just a month ago that Atlas Intel was “the most prestigious firm of the moment”. The reason? very simple: at that time, according to her numbers, the lady supposedly had 72% approval, while Chavism barely reached 5%.

But now something really curious is happening, brother: the same pollster published a measurement in which that approval plummeted by more than 20 points and, oh, surprise! , Atlas Intel magically ceased to be serious for them and became the new target of attacks by that pack. How convenient? , isn't it? But, brother, don't think that this is a fortuitous event or a product of chance.

Behind this operation there is something more macabre: One of Magalli Meda's assistants confessed to me that this disclosure is part of a maneuver aimed at maintaining pressure on the US administration in the face of the electoral process that will take place in the United States in about 60 days. And here you have to look at the full board.

Because the objective would not only be to sell a certain image of the opposition or to artificially inflate some numbers. The intention would be much more political: to generate noise, to install the perception that Washington's current policy towards Venezuela is wrong and to try to convince sectors of the American power that any understanding with our country constitutes a failed bet.

That is, manufacturing the problem and then being sold as the solution. And the strangest thing is that the strategy attempts to kill two birds with one stone. On the one hand, putting pressure on the United States. On the other hand, to bring dirt into Chavism. Because if there is one fantasy that some sectors of the opposition have not wanted to let go of, it is that the revolutionary and Chavista forces are permanently on the verge of a rupture, of a fracture, of an internal division that supposedly only needs a small push to explode.

I can only tell you one thing: you will be left wanting it.

TO RUN FLEAS I REACH THE COMB...

Brother, now their business has fallen apart. For years, certain political fraudsters of Venezuelan extremism have turned the country's tragedy into a lucrative personal business, taking advantage of the suffering of millions to fatten their own pockets while selling, over and over again, the same political merchandise with different packaging.

I'm talking to you about the asylum business in the United States, where more than one has had their beards soaked because it's already more than obvious, public and communicational, that the narrative of the “supposed persecution” was always a fallacy and was never adjusted to the truth. If not to say so, all these psudo-politicians spent months talking all kinds of barbarities and now they come and go through any national airport like Pedro at home.

Our friend Murphy, the cooperating patriot who is still in the FBI, told me that the recent ruling that changes the criteria for granting asylum in the United States must now be adjusted to the new Venezuelan political reality. In other words, the chimbo asylums ended because the narrative of the alleged persecution finally expired. This decision is the product of investigations that have been going on for some time on political networks that promoted mass migration and committed migratory fraud alleging political motives.

This fraud includes politicians who sold letters, who invented news and even constructed witnesses.

And let me tell you something, which I know will give these sectors a pale one: brother, more than one is afraid of the reactivation of cooperation channels in police matters. I'm not saying more, but there will be gunshots coming soon.

THE DESPERATION OF EXTREMISM.

These days I have infiltrated several meetings of these extremist groups here in Caracas and, I tell you something: nothing has changed. The Chick-Flada script is exactly the same. They continue to bet on violence, on generating shocking events and, above all, on manufacturing scenes that can later turn into press headlines.

The formula is well known: to cause unrest, capitalize on any problem, take it to the streets and then present the protest as if it were a spontaneous explosion of popular discontent.

A few days ago there was a meeting between the leaders of Vente Venezuela and the task was defined: faced with the failure of the narrative of “La Chick-Flada” about their supposed return and after it was announced that elections will be held when appropriate, these groups that continue to operate within the country are preparing new actions of violence. The intention is simple: to generate noise again.

If the expectation of early elections does not materialize, a conflict must be manufactured. The problem is that fewer and fewer people respond to their calls, so they want to go back to the days of explosive devices, weapons entering the border, rumors of a coup d'etat, and others. In the meantime, as always, we are ready and once again they are going to get us in the face.

REMEMBER THAT I AM YOUR FINE, FITNESS AND IMPORTANT FRIEND. CHANGE AND OUT.

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