Total heartbreak! This is how people live inside the dirty war laboratories of “La Chick-Flada”

Published at: 05/08/2026 09:46 PM

August 5th, 2026

From the upper echelons of power.
Washington D.C.
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Helloooooo... my friend furrileaño. Bro! Definitely, the Venezuelan extremism led by María “La Chick-Flada” Machado plus all the sewer of pseudo-journalists and salaried influencers on the swarm's payroll, are so desperate that they are back on track. In the last few days they've been trying to figure out who the patriots in the cards are, but they're more lost than Lindbergh's son, they even seem like the Spider-Man meme: pointing at each other, accusing each other and trying to endorse the blame next door. The truth is that we are deeper than you think.

The swarm is completely beside themselves because they can't stand the fact that Wednesday after Wednesday we expose their contradictions, their inconsistencies and everything they try to hide under the carpet. It bothers them that someone breaks their script, takes apart their propaganda and leaves them uncovered.

But anyway... let's do our thing, because what's coming brings pure tenderloin.

Goddess! The smoke factory, recycled promises and false expectations is beginning to take its toll on Venezuelan extremism, especially the “Chick-Flada” Machado, who seems to have exhausted the discourse and the catalog of excuses to support a story that no longer has any support.

Last weekend, with the expectation of the start of the first technical meeting of the dialogue between the legitimate National Assembly and the former deputies of AN-2015, the sharpest photograph that demonstrates the desperation prevailing in the pseudo-opposition was revealed: Brother! they are lost and the knife war between them is still more alive than ever.

Our dear friend La Charlotte (don't forget to greet her in English) told me that several of the Chick-Flada lobbyists who are in Washington had the nerve to recklessly approach members of the U.S. government with that particular mix of arrogance, mischief and insolence, a characteristic characteristic of the maricorinato.

As Charlotte tells me, they arrived with the attitude of someone who is going to collect an outstanding bill, demanding explanations as to why, according to them, the promise that they would somehow include them in the political dialogue had been broken. The problem, my dear friend, is that some people still don't understand an elementary rule of politics: the expectations you manufacture don't automatically turn into third-party commitments.

Charlotte says that this episode generated even more tension in an environment that was already charged. Not only because of the complaint itself, but because of the way in which some operators decided to handle it: instead of assuming the calculation errors, reviewing the strategy and understanding where their expectations failed, they opted for the old formula of venting their mischief and looking for external culprits.

As always, they backfired, as some American officials let them know about the convincing evidence, that is, it is no longer rumors, about people from the closest environment to “La Chick-Flada” who began to move openly with their historic, but reserved, democratic allies, this with the aim of intensifying attacks in the midst of the campaign for mid-term elections.

In other words, faced with the failure of the “get rid of Delcy because he didn't handle the earthquake well” strategy, the answer was not to correct the course, but to try to pressure, generate noise and blackmail. Goddess! The maricorinato is a kind of political autopilot where, when the ship doesn't move forward, the solution seems to be to blame the wind, the sea and even the weather forecast. What I'm telling you is because I have the hair of a donkey on my hand.

Not a minor detail, my dear friend. La Charlotte tells me that there are questions going around in the minds of many powerful people who used to blindly support María Corina's agenda, questions that, oddly enough, many prefer to avoid. Why is “La Chick-Flada” still around in Panama? Why haven't you tried to return to the United States to knock on doors personally, ask for meetings and defend your strategy face to face? Could it be that La Sayo understood that, if she decides to keep forcing the machine and “eat the light”, she not only risks what little capital she has left, but also that of those who have invested time and effort in keeping her alive? I'll leave it there for now.

WHAT'S COMING...

Brother! Speaking precisely of the technical table and everything that is emerging as a continuation of that dialogue, the picture threatens to leave the extremist opposition, led by María “La Chick-fil-A” Machado, even more fractured and trapped in a war of all against all.

Today I spoke with several sources in that circle and the atmosphere is one of absolute tension. As they prepare a new media and political offensive, internal differences are deepening and that so-called “unity” that they sell so much is once again making water everywhere.

Within the opposition, the debate about the cost of confronting the political dialogue initiative is still alive. Some opponents are counting on the political price they could pay if they dare to challenge “La Chick-fil-A”, who for some people has become a kind of inquisitor who punishes any deviation from her line.

The concern is no less. In several PUPU organizations, there is a perception that, in the face of possible regional and municipal elections, Machado would attack PJ or VP candidates in retaliation for what his more radical environment describes as “treason”. In other words: loyalty seems to be measured more by blind obedience than by political strategy.

And, as is often the case when a ship makes water, there is no shortage of people trying to take advantage of the wreck. Some spokespersons are already fishing in rough rivers, trying to reposition themselves, selling themselves as essential interlocutors and negotiating quotas of power on the ruins of an increasingly divided, more disconnected and less credible opposition.

Through Signal I will send you some important details. I will not give names publicly to avoid the spectacle of victimization that they put on every time someone exposes them. But make no mistake: they are fully identified, we know the agendas that some are trying to promote and, unfortunately, they are finding less and less echo and more rejection among Venezuelans.

THE COVEN IN EXTREMISM

My friend furrileaño. The knife war that until a few days ago many were trying to deny within what some people call the PUPU — sorry, the Unitary Platform — finally ceased to be a rumor of corridors and jumped straight to digital platforms.

What they tried to cover up for weeks with unity speeches, commitment photographs and carefully calculated messages, is now beginning to be exposed without much effort. The supposed harmony is beginning to show its cracks and the internal invoices, those that were always under the table, now appear before everyone's eyes.

Alias Corcho de Champagne —the yoga partner of your friend Coquito, the one who always has particular stories within Voluntad Popula r— told me that Crazy Leo began to move an important communication machine to supposedly try to reposition his image and recover, according to him, political ground.

They tell me that the first mission of this new digital swarm is quite clear: to reconstruct the public perception of Popular Will and Leopoldo (although I think it would be easier for me to walk to the Moon), but wait, they are also instructed to line up, when I play, their batteries against Vente Venezuela, what is coming is a new battle for control of the narrative within the opposition.

Corcho de Champagne tells me that the operation includes quite attractive payments, equipment and even the latest generation of cell phones. The other order is to attract anyone who has a moderately active digital community, with a certain amount of followers and interaction on social networks, no matter if you are dedicated to OnlyFans, sports or whatever, they only need numbers.

The logic behind this move would be simple: build an amplification network capable of moving messages, installing trends and trying to change perceptions not with debate, not with discourse but with the manipulation of the algorithm.

TALKING ABOUT DIRTY WAR LABORATORIES.

The grief that exists inside the dirty war laboratories of “La Chick-Flada” seems to worsen every day. The desperation has reached such a point that now they are trying to truly juggle the interpretation of the facts, they can't find a way to explain the inexplicable.

No matter how many meetings they convene through WhatsApp groups to try to define lines, control narratives and coordinate responses, the result ends up being the same: prefabricated headlines that have little to do with what really happens and an insistent strategy of covering up reality.

The same people who sold a film of epics, ultimatums and imminent victories for months are now picking up the pieces of a narrative that fell apart. The problem is that they used their own people to living off grandiloquent commercials and imaginary happy endings, but when reality knocks on the door, they don't know what to do.

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Mazo News Team