- Good News for che's fans today

It appears that in the dense jungles of Bolivia scientists and anthropologists have recently discovered the proverbial missing link that finally lays to rest all of those religious fanatics and their religious theories. With them out of the way, these scientist can now present NEWMANUS v2.0. A creature that from extensive DNA testing has proven to be a direct descendant of el che -- one of the finest minds in all the revolutionary world. Although it is not completely understood how the dauntless che's DNA was able to mutate so quickly, anthropologists working with Newman, as he likes to be called, are astounded how a first generation mutation can exhibit such aesthetically pleasing advances so quickly in combination with an almost doubling of IQ. One elder anthropologist who had known che forty years earlier was brought in to examine Newman and he exclaimed; "He may look too attractive and speak at a higher level intellectually than our beloved che, but the stench is unmistakable. There are some smells not even ten mutations will get rid of! It is as if our che made love to a monkey and left us the product of that experiment to continue fighting for our indigenous rights. This indeed is the offspring of our beloved che! The new and improved, che!"

So there you have it folks; on the fortieth anniversary of the Butcher of la Cabaña's death in a Bolivian jungle, the jungle spits back a new and improved version.

At least let us hope we can control this one with bananas.

- Before Cane and the Duque Family, there was Hialeah and the Peña Family

This past week I have been watching the comments flying around the blogosphere regarding the new CBS drama Cane. The show is supposed to be about a Cuban-American family, but personally I found it lacking on several levels. I could not put my finger on exactly what it was that bothered me about the show until I saw this clip—along with a few others—of the Peña family.

Honesty.

That’s it: Honesty. Que Pasa USA managed to capture the humor and the essence of the Cuban exile existence in America without all the pomp and circumstance. No glitzy sets, bikini-clad models in high-heels, exotic locations, numerous subplots or industrial empires—just plain honesty.

Now I know what Cane is missing.