The same year when in Berlin the statist wall had fallen down and in which Tiananmen Square was opening a wall of corpses to future Western investment, the ‘Caracazo’ was also taking place, where the Haítos, hungry for neoliberalism began cooking awareness over that thing known today as the socialism of the 21st century.

The transnational capitalist sang victory and dictated his democratic normalcy: the rich to the North and West, the poor everywhere.

The citizens of Eastern Europe had been convinced to sever the iron curtain as if they were breaking the inaugural ribbon of the autumn/winter sales, but then it turned out that their currency was not worth money, in other words, they were not entering the store to buy, but to be sold.

The year in which a market society broke water in Berlin, 1989, consciousness of a new socialism was being born in Caracas, because in the South, the heat of inequality provoked a thirst for justice.

Twenty years later, the Western dream has become a globalizing nightmare and the Stalinist nightmare is a lesson in history, water that passes but does not paralyse the mill of class struggle.

The poor are and will continue to be Socialists and socialisers by necessity, not by whim. When Western capitalism entered through the door of Berlin, socialism jumped out the window in Caracas, winning its freedom.