Arrr, the Colombian captain be givin' himself special powers to tame the wild coca seas, plagued by rebel scallywags!
2025-01-24
Arrr, matey! President Gustavo Petro be takin' the wheel with a decree, claimin' emergency powers to tame the wild Catatumbo seas, where growin’ coca be causin' a ruckus fit for Davy Jones himself! Avast, let's hope he don’t end up in Davy’s locker instead!
Ahoy, me hearties! Gather 'round as I regale ye with the tale of Colombia's cap’n, Gustavo Petro, who be makin' waves in the land of coca! With a decree as mighty as the fiercest cannon, he snatched up emergency powers to bring order to the ruckus near the Venezuela shoreline, where rebel scallywags be clashin’ like cutthroats over turf!This be no ordinary scrap, mind ye! In merely a week, the soil hath soaked up the lifeblood of at least 80 poor souls, and a throng of 36,000 have been sent scurrying like rats off a sinking ship! The National Liberation Army (ELN) be squabblin’ with the remnant FARC brigands, and Petro's decree allows him to impose curfews and wreak havoc on civil liberties. Aye, it’s been over a decade since any captain dared such a bold move!
Yet, the critics be howl’n like banshees, claimin' he be stompin' on the constitution, while some see a glimmer of hope for better roads and schools among the chaos. As the ELN be slippin’ from power, peace talks be as slow as a snail in molasses. And where be the ELN negotiators? Rumor has it they be lurkin’ in the shadows of Venezuela, plotting their next move! Ahoy, what a tangled web be spun in these treacherous waters!