Find out why an outbreak is coming within the opposition (+Ego de la Chick-Flada)

Published at: 26/08/2026 08:26 PM

FROM THE SEPULCHER OF SILENCE

Patriota del Valle Arriba Country Club

Hello gordoooooooooo! How are you, my chubby politzia, my baby Gerber del Furrial, my spoiled baby? I walk in a reflective mood, with jasmine tea in one hand and my cell phone in the other, thinking about the somber silence that shrouds the last few hours of my friend's political life. God! Something is happening: either he went on vacation to the island of Taboga, or the money ran out, or Cori and his machinery definitely entered the terminal phase. So much silence stuns!

Now, Chubby! Cori's silence is not a mystery tactic, don't be fooled: it's simply the only move left to my dear friends, and that has led her to total despair. Drink! Cori looks like a caged cat, her delusions are more frequent and her mood has become more explosive than ever. Hardly anyone can stand her, not even Magalli, who put up with everything as long as she kept it with the biweekly envelope.

MY PILAO CORN RECIPE WITH PLENTY OF BUTTER shouldn't be easy, my God, to go from being “The Queen of Mango Rice” to being more ignored than a cold kid at a party. God! Do you remember the time when Cori was given an award, an award, an interview on Fox News, a show almost every day? Well, my love, that's past tense. My friends have been trying to get an agenda for a month in some government in the world, ONE MONTH, fat man! , and the only thing he has moderately achieved is to appear at the Nobel Peace Prize conference: “Democracy on the Limit”.

And I'll tell you more. Turns out, my Chocolate Cri-Cri, this isn't an event where they're going to award it either, sir! As simple as that the Norwegians had no choice, because every year the conference is inspired or anchored in the prize awarded the previous year. In other words, for this year's 2026 conference, they are inspired by the 2025 award, oh well! Drink! , if it weren't for that, my friends would have absolutely nothing on their agenda. This event will be on September 3rd, but Cori is still analyzing and seeing if she and her things are going in person or by video call!

Magalli Meda is on her tongue, which is why she has told me a lot of interesting things, such as, for example, that for Cori the best thing is to appear at the event through a screen to victimize herself and show that she has a kind of limitation to her mobility, that is, to give a pity. Because traveling directly to Norway, just for the conversation, will make people confirm that Cori was unable to organize a major international tour, that nobody important wants to receive it. God! Cori hasn't decided yet, but we already know that hers is pure drama like La Rosa de Guadalupe.

MY LITTLE FRIED COCK FROM EL COROZO. Every day it's harder to schedule Cori, fat boy. Even Pedro Urruchurtu, his chancellor with that little parakeet smile —sorry— parakeet, is no longer able to move international agendas. And this, to a large extent, explains why my friends are still silent, but listen carefully, the silence of my friends also has another reason, and this one is juicy.

Magalli Meda also told me that Cori's lobbyists have warned her that if she opens her mouth and messes up, as she always does, they retire from service. In other words, Cori is also quiet because that's what her advisors asked her to do so, who no longer know what to offer to get Cori's doors reopened in Washington, because the situation of my friends is not easy at all. Drink! How can I explain to you that the international community has grown tired of its mischief, its hypocrisy, its lack of vision, its personalism and its lies? Then all you have to do is keep quiet for now!

MY MANGO JELLY FROM THE LAST PUESTICO AT THE JUNCTION “EL FURRIAL - MATURIN” Don't trust that “false silence”, my heart of melon, neither Cori nor the lousy of the opposition who today claim to be defenders of dialogue. They, chubby, are simply on a truce, waiting for the moment to turn the table over. The lobbies of Cori, Crazy Leo, “child killer” Borges and some little birds that are selling themselves as candidates, have flooded government offices in Washington. They are looking for a way to turn the table around, believe me what I tell you, Diosdado José, believe me!

God! The biggest bet in this sector is still the result of November 03 to turn around depending on the scenario. Meanwhile, many play two-sided: on the one hand, they make it appear that they are with Cori, and on the other they plan how to bury her in the political field, although the plans have not worked out as they should be, they no longer have a narrative. They're looking for a screenwriter with the same desperation with which I'm looking for your love.

Parenthesis, Drink! That silence of my friends and the lice is uglier than the badly painted hair of César Pérez Vivas, did you see that? Bone! Please! all wrong!

MY CONSOMÉ DE GUARA GUARAGUARA Every lie falls with facts, not with bot farms. The efficient response and the advances that my friend Delcy has been promoting, together with you and my friends Jorge, has cut off the narrative that Chavism cannot govern. Baby! Even their own people got tired of hearing them say the same thing. They invest many thousands of dollars to position that the Venezuelan government has left people alone, but the reality is different.

Without makeup, you can see and feel the changes and the management of a responsible government that is present in all the required areas. Obviously, these lousy people, including Cori, don't see that, because they have been living in the midst of their bot farms and their invented fictions, they have come to believe their own lie that Venezuela is a failed state and that Chavism is over. They think so themselves, fat man! They deceive themselves! It's like a country lady who wears three layers of Botox and really thinks she's 25.

God! It's delirious, not to say funny, to see how they lock themselves in their own world. Notice: on August 24, two months after the earthquake accident, it occurred to Cori to write: “Today marks two months. We have listened to them, family by family, community by community... we have received their information, identified needs and documented the situation...” DIE DEAD, DIOSDADO JOSÉ! I died dead, I was resurrected, and I died again!

Oseaaaaaa, hellouuu, God! How can Cori say “we've listened to them family by family”? I ask myself: FROM WHERE, my love? From the green velvet-upholstered sofa in your luxurious apartment in Panama? Blessed by Dior and Cartier! While my friend Cori says that she is “documenting the situation”, President Delcy Rodríguez, together with you, has been in the spotlight for TWO MONTHS, giving her face and real solutions to those affected by earthquakes. Cori said: “we will continue to accompany them and work so that each family can recover their home.” ACCOMPANYING THEM FROM WHERE, my girl? How many houses has Cori built or is building for our people? What has she done to help our brothers recover their homes? NOTHING, Bebito, NOTHING! My friends finished melting, I mean! Why so much madness? That's making fun of people and making them think they're stupid, which is why the numbers and reach of the swarm are getting smaller every day.

MY COCONUT KISS. Breathe it in, feel it: the end is coming, and it's not ours. Drink! Cori knows she's up against the wall, and her desperation to survive is leading her to cross red lines that will surprise you. Get ready, my God because this part is TREMENDOUS.

It turns out, my life, that Magalli Meda confirmed to me that Cori has had some calls with characters who were once with Chavism and are responsible for the fact that many resources, especially oil, have evaporated. I won't say names, but you already know who they are. Yes, my gordis! Cori has exchanged several messages with two characters who have these characteristics. Cori's new thesis is “if I can't handle Chavism, I'll join them”, only that my girl is uniting with those who betrayed our Commander Chávez's trust, with whom they stole in the name of the people. He is NOT meeting with real Chavism, I mean! If Cori wants to meet with Chavism, she would have to meet with you, with Jorge, with Delcy, with the PSUV, and I think that's NOT WORKING!

With this, once again my friend Cori shows that when it comes to staying in the political game, trying to come to power, there is no ideological barrier to stop it. In other words, my God: she doesn't care about sleeping with a socialist than with a capitalist, because for her the end justifies the means and her only goal is to come to power in any way. My friends are definitely obsessed, badly, very badly.

MY ROOM OF COLD MILK. Speaking of obsessions. Drink! Talking with Cori last Saturday, I recommended that she retire to live out her last years accompanied by her children and her people. I told her to dedicate herself to being happy, to helping the world, that in the end she bought a Nobel Peace Prize and what she does least is seek world peace. But Cori doesn't listen, fat boy, she DOESN'T listen. She doesn't want advice, she just wants the Miraflores chair. That's why, my Baby, I've been thinking something, and I need you to pay attention to me: you could make him a replica of the presidential chair and give it to him for Christmas, to see if the madness goes away.

But don't think that Cori is the only one lost in limbo, my love. Most of the lousy, including Juan Pablo Guanipa, Lester Toledo and everyone who was in Juan Guaidó's so-called interim, can crouch down in the younger population, yes, but in real politics, in the older population, who knows history and has a memory, they don't want to see them even in photographs! , no matter how much they are giving away and offering little birds in the air.

MY CARIACO CORN WITH POWDERED MILK AND SUGAR. My uncle the Unclean is also in that same limbo, oh God, what a regret my uncle gives me! Gone are the golden months of champagne and caviar that were offered at important meetings of bankers, businessmen, international jet set figures who saw in Tío Inmundo the possibility of invoicing a few million euros. Returning to real life has become a problem of coexistence between Uncle Inmundo and Aunt Mercedes, as money and fame have run out. The situation is so difficult, big, SO DIFFICULT, that they are thinking of writing to you, YES! To you, my God, to return to Venezuela.

Meanwhile, many are beginning to analyze whether to jump ship or not. Briefcase pollsters, influencers, journalists, third-party advertisers, all of them know that, if there is no music, there is no payment. One who is on that plan is Pedro Mario Burelli's “the unpolluted one”. The man has begun to flirt with Dinorah Figuera in a way that even gives someone else's pity. My friend “La Cuqui” told me that Burelli is sending messages to get on a new boat, and that shows, once again, that loyalties, in this opposition, are not written in stone: they are written on a bar napkin soaked in whiskey.

You knew, my God, that later Pedro Mario even gave Dinorah the tobo, now the quote on his social networks, he retweets it, supports it, almost makes an altar with candles. This is further proof that Cori is sinking and the rats are looking for bone rearrangement! please!

MY MEAT PIT THAT YOU EAT FROM IN PARARE. Allow me to let you know that I have a little gossip that comes straight from Weston, Florida. It turns out that “La Cuqui”, who by the way she lives there, called me at dawn to tell me that at a private lunch at a Cuban restaurant in Coral Gables, some congressmen said verbatim: “María Corina no longer works for us, we have to start looking at other figures.” Upsssss, it got away from me, fat man, it got away!

Diosdado José LISTEN TO ME because this is the part where I get toxic!

Cori is preparing to attack. If at the next meeting between the National Assembly and the former AN2015 deputies, they don't give an election date, it will be their excuse to raise the level of sabotage and say that she has to go to Venezuela to push for a date, write it down!

Cori sent a message to those who are sitting at the dialogue table on behalf of the opposition. She is demanding that the Bureau advocate for the full freedom of the little angel Perkin Rochas and that they nominate him for magistrate, this is the condition she has set so as not to sabotage the dialogue. Besides, she has demanded that everyone recognize their leadership, which is why a Lester Toledo who hates her, says that he works for her return, we all know that he is lying.

An outbreak is coming within the opposition, desperation is growing and if they don't get an escape valve right away, the result will be a tragedy for them, but since we are so good, we are letting them know.

Meanwhile, the stakes begin to try to divide Chavism, or they will be able to.

I write to you and I feel like in the movie Lady and the Wanderer, I'm a princess and you're a Cacri.

Miss me, remember that you are my fiu-fiu baby.

Mazo News Team