Che' is always cool, but be careful, there are 3 stages of Che'
Stage # 1 - Che' is really cool
Here we have the bedroom eyes Che'. He's probably just boinked some leftist groupie and thrown her Birkenstocks out the window with her panties and is taking a smoke break between rounds
Stage # 2 - I should have opened that denture lab in Rosario like my Mother wanted me to.
Here we have Che' pondering his future and realizing that like any performer, he's only as good as his last show. Sobering, isn't it?
PS, Nice Rolex Che', make sure "masses" all get one....OK?
Stage # 3 - I should have read my own book and taken it's advice.
Poor Che', running around the Bolivian bush armed and high on Demerol with a bunch of foreign wannabees can lead to the same kind of legal problems Butch & Sundance had. Oh , well....
I wonder who has his Rolex now?? I find my own inquiry strangely amusing: no matter what a man achieves on Earth, in the end, he's reduced to the disposal of his personal effects.
Che wasn't even really, technically, "hispanic" in the sense of being a "Latino". He was, as I understand, half Basque and half Irish, from, of course, a nice well off family.
The guy was a nut case, clearly. It's obvious why girls would like him, he's was an attractive man, but why men would ever, ever find anything remotely interesting about him in any context is beyond me. Just another lefty who didn't understand that the Rolex on his arm came from free markets and free men.