A more succinct Fidel Castro asserts himself

[Peace Patriot]

6. Inspired--the CIA "facial tic"--if I do say so myself!

I can see this old, Graham Greene-type guy, looking shabby, decrepit and out-of-time, in his dirty white fedora and wrinkled suit--the ghost of Richard Helms--sitting alone in a dark corner of a pole-dancing dive in Miami, getting quietly drunk, staring into space with bleary red eyes, completely indifferent to the tits and ass on stage and to the raucous celebrants all around him and tens of thousands more out dancing in the streets of Miami, on the day of Fidel Castro's funeral. The scene ends with a tracking shot into his murky corner and a close-up of his ravaged visage. Tears aglitter from the revolving mirror ball fall from his eyes onto his long white beard and an uncontrollable facial tic flutters like a butterfly next to his left eye.

I think I'll write me a movie script called "The Tic."