A perfect ending to Fidel’s life, and a perfect metaphor:
Whether you look at it as the jeep representing r-selection as the culmination of an ideology that is all about appearance absent any quality or ability, or Fidel being a weak and incapable r-strategist who only goes places due to the efforts of K-strategists on his behalf, it is just so symbolic.
Goof riddance Fidel. May the Jeeps on Cuba run flawlessly in the future, now that you are dead.
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