Che Guevara doesn't belong on t-shirts...

I'm always amazed at how Che Guevara is everywhere - on t-shirts, to having a movie being made about his youthful days - before he was a murderer. Here's a good piece from Yale's student newspaper.

Yet in observing our soon-to-be fellow students, immediately identifiable by those ubiquitous manila envelopes, I noticed something slightly amiss: the bizarre preponderance of communist apparel. In casually walking around campus Monday and Tuesday, I saw no fewer than three pre-frosh wearing T-shirts emblazoned with Che Guevara's pensive black and white face; another proudly sported the Soviet hammer and sickle.

While hardly evidence of a Red invasion of the Yale campus, the approval of communist emblems as acceptable pop culture icons is nothing short of disturbing. In eulogizing the symbols of communism, angst-plagued teens, aspiring leftists and hipster poseurs celebrate a murderous ideology responsible for over 85 million deaths.

And, what about Che?

Che Guevara is the consummate embodiment of Marxism and everything it stands for: mass murder, injustice and failure. Che's noble vision of serving the communist revolution was killing hundreds -- likely thousands -- of "state enemies" in the Cuban jungles as Fidel Castro's executioner. With the conviction of a true crusader for justice, he believed that "to send men to the firing squad, judicial proof is unnecessary." His attempts at fomenting socialist uprisings and fighting bloody insurgent campaigns in the Congo and Bolivia were grand failures that led to his ignominious death.