It's falling apart! Learn why financiers are turning their backs on La Sayona and its communication swarm
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Published at: 19/08/2026 10:32 PM
Wednesday, August 19, 2026.
Maracaibo, Santa Lucia sector, diagonal to Pa' Que Luis, in the white house with the red bars that have a Chávez banner and a mushy sign that says: WE WILL WIN!
Patriot Patricio the Maracucho.
What was Diosdado? How are you my dear brother?
Cousin! I'm going to talk to you the way dermatologists like maracuchos, bone, straight to the point and down the street in the middle. But first of all, and first of all, sit in the black chair; put your cell phone in airplane mode, and grab the letter very carefully, as if you were deactivating a nuclear bomb. Brother! Also, I recommend that you ask for a cup of Cerrero coffee to increase your bilirubin and recharge your batteries; because with all the information I bring you from the fascist and failed opposition, you are going to be crazier than Manuel Rosales, alias, the “Philosopher of Zulia”, when he once went indoors in a clothing store, because the notice said “See the discounts on underwear”.
Aha brother! As I told you, let's go one with the gossip I bring you, because they're hotter than mom's mondongo soup.
Goddess! That's where my half block wrote to me, you know, our cooperating patriot “La Popis” with better information than a Monday when a holiday falls. You know that Popis is more involved than an old window drawer, and that is why the joke always manages to get into the most intimate circles of María Corina, alias, “La Sayo”, which is why she gives us information about the vergataria. Cousin! Popis told me that MariCori is more worried than a fat man sitting in a plastic chair because as her leadership continues to weaken more than a soda cracker in the water, her main financiers are leaving her in the lump, and remember that she will never do politics with money out of her pocket, because the shame is more gripped than bad pay. What Popis tells me is that Sayo has nothing to do to maintain its funding, remember that she must pay the monthly payroll of her “Communication Swarm”, which she uses to attack and discredit those who think differently from her and do not fulfill their whims.
On the other hand, Primo! , says Popis that Sayo, in the midst of her desperation, does not rule out calling for new street demonstrations and returning to the scheme of attacking her own leadership and then victimizing herself and holding State security agencies responsible, all as a last resort to attract attention, because even the algorithms of social networks are not helping her to viralize content and her own publications are reducing views because her people are stopping supporting her. Brother! It's not free that María Corina is called “Submarine with a Hollow”, because it's sinking faster than an anchor.
Cousin! Other information that the “Popis” gave me was that Sayo ordered her network of longliners and those who manage her communication swarm not to give media coverage to Dinorah Figuera, nor to publish news about the progress of the new dialogues that are taking place between the Venezuelan government and the former deputies of AN2015, this with the objective of trying to downplay this fact because she was excluded and left like the doorbells of the houses, that is, outside. Also, Diosdado! According to Popis, who looks like a piece of chewing gum, because it doesn't stick to Sayo; now María Corina will use third parties to attack the new negotiating table, she wants to do it in a very intelligent way, preventing them from relating these attacks to her because she recently received a very high-level call where they put the points on the table and they warned her that if she continued to torpedo the process, she would have to open the closed investigation they have for the use of CITGO's money at the Nobel Prize award party, brother verge! Forgive me but I was sizzled. Goddess! That's why MariCori is more collected than Chilindrina when Don Ramón punishes her for misbehaving.
Brother! But that's not all, our cooperating patriot “La Gatúbela” who operates a farm in the “Communication Swarm” of La Sayo, told me that last week he was given the order to spread a campaign to discredit the new energy relations between Venezuela and the United States, in order to scare off new international investors and generate distrust in the country's booming oil industry.
Cousin! Other information that Gatúbela sent you, so that you can say it live in El Mazo, is that María Corina, alias “La Sayo”, is using in the United States the figure of a renowned Venezuelan economist named Ricardo Hausmann, to write opinion articles in the main media in that country, criticizing the gringo government and the dialogues in Venezuela.
Malay! Now, look for a better place in that chair because here you have better information than adding lemon to the doritos.
Our cooperating patriot “Pokémon”, who is a member of the mini party Willingness to Steal, that is, VP; heard that Leopoldo López, alias “The Wireless Princess”, is hiring a cool bunch of influencers and is offering them a bundle of copper to continue weakening the image of María Corina and the Unitary Platform. But, in addition, to help him wash his face, because he is more discredited than a sadist, due to the embezzlement they did with the interim of Juan Guaidó, alias “Juanito the Vacuum Cleaner”, and for calling for invasions and economic sanctions against Venezuela.
Goddess! Here comes the good thing for you. From other information that Pokémon learned, was that the princesses of Leopoldo López and Julio Borges, alias “El Cejón”, are moving more than an old chacha washing machine to control the applications, by the opposition sector, for rectors of the CNE and magistrates of the Supreme Court. This is in order to leave out María Corina, the rest of the PUPÚ mini parties, and of course, the parties independent of the rest of the opposition. Because according to the princess and the axon, this is the great opportunity for Will to Steal and for Primero Los Cobres to oxygenate politically after so many failures.
Cousin! Our cooperating patriot “VitaFer” found out that Enrique Márquez, alias “Rubber and Replacement” is more strung out than the Chavo of the 8th, when Kiko doesn't want to lend him the ball, because he found out that in the United States they took weight off him and gave it to the mayor of Chacao, Gustavo Duque, because the rubber is a spare part of Enrique Márquez, all he did was hammer businessmen to finance it because according to him, he had the blessing of the gringos to replace the María Corina submarine with a hole. That's why he ran like a soul in pain to set up an event at a Marriott hotel copying the colors of the United States flag, because of originality, the mistletoe is not going to die.
Goddess! And since you always ask me to find out what politics are like in Zulia; I tell you that this morning I spoke to our cooperating patriot “El Scratarrero” who is also a member of “Will to Steal” in Zulia, and, in addition, he is the nail and filth of Lester Toledo, alias “The Tinder Swindler”. El Scratarrero told me that Lester Toledo, at a closed meeting of VP-Zulia, said that his objective was to finish dismantling what little was left of A New Time in Maracaibo and the rest of the state, taking advantage of the fact that Manuel Rosales is more worn out than a cart brake pad per post, because according to Lester, his goal is to become the master and lord of my beloved state Zulia.
Cousin! Another one that suddenly appeared in the Telegram group “Chávez Vive” was our cooperating patriot “El Pejoteco” who sometimes loses more than a parking ticket. Pejoteco told me that Juan Pablo Guanipa, alias “Tequeño Siniestro”, said in a recent PJ-Zulia lockdown that it was in his best interest to continue weakening María Corina's leadership, because this also weakened the candidacy of Gustavo Ruiz, candidate of Vente Venezuela for the governor of Zulia, and this leaves the path clear for Tequeño Diabolico to be the opposition's candidate for governor, if Lester leaves him.
Goddess! Remember what Pejoteco once told us; “That no one should trust Juan Pablo Guanipa, because he was more treacherous than a cheap deodorant”.
Good brother! I'm leaving, I'm leaving you, what I love you is cock. Goddess! I love you more than a grill of the TRI-VERGATARIAS of meat on rod that they sell in the bohío de Palito Blanco, via la Concepción, near kilometer 18. Cousin! Of which it contains chicken, pork, chorizo, chinchurria, roe, lamb, goat and fish. Malay! That the grill is accompanied by large triangles of palmita cheese, cassava parboiled from the thick and soft cassava; an avocado salad with everything and pepper, slices of onion, tomato and beet whose leaves are juicy; on top that they put olive oil from which the copetuos use and a pinch of pepper. In addition, I'm going to order a set of slices of ripe banana with butter and grated cheese, with a tray of fried arepitas that are sweet and have a hole in the middle. Brother! That please also throw dumplings of ground beef, cooked salad with plenty of boiled eggs and mayonnaise; to scrape the plate, a canilla bread cut lengthwise and toasted with butter. Goddess! To drink to be served a large jug of soursop juice with tamarind. For dessert, I'm going to be very pragmatic so as not to abuse: put a chocolate cake that comes in the aluminum tray, pour condensed milk over it with plenty of colored showers and vanilla melao.
Good millet! Change and go, you take care of me.