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   The dogs flew up in the air and landed on our heads with their ears flattened. Oh, Christ, another angry monster, I thought.
    “What’s all this fuss I hear?”, she whinnied. “Who’s been filling your head with such nonsense? So we overthrew a commie who confiscated our investments. Did you expect us to just walk away? This is the real world. Things like this happen all the time. Get over it.”

   Claudia was having none of it. “Who the hell are you and what gave you the right to eavesdrop on a private conversation? Salvador Allende was a democratically elected president! That’s democratically elected, you bitch. You constantly crow about how your country is a beacon of democracy that shines the light of freedom throughout the world while you snuff out any democracy that gets in the way of your money and power. You instigate a coup that results in the horrors of Chile and continue to prop it up for decades. You send your secretary of state, your ambassador to chat with the dictator while he tortures and kills thousands. You turn Milton Friedman loose to pull a Dr. Mengele on the economy. His Chicago Boys bankrupted the country to level all opposition to the Free Market. Labor, social services and above all, Chilean businesses were swept away. You killed our president, tortured our people and crippled our country. The Free Market!” Claudia spat out the words as if she had a mouthful of brandy and coke. “What a pathetic euphemism for the corporate rape of the world.”