Hugo Chávez has recommended showers of three minutes to control the spending of water during the drought affecting Caracas. 

As it could not be otherwise, impudent attention has been focused on the duration of the showers of the President, and not on the measures for restriction and supply that are being carried out. 

They say that it is interfering in the intimacy of the Venezuelans, as if you were getting in the shower with them, lathering them up and lightening their skin in three minutes and then bringing them out with Socialist pushes, without giving them the possibility of touching themselves a little bit, which is something that helps them a lot to cope with the cold showers of a popular Government. 

Cutting the water stream to the rich, Chávez is getting them to smell the companionship that they lacked. 

And the rich have come together to defend their right to the Jacuzzi and to sleep under the shower.  

That the Jacuzzi is a dream for the people and the shower a nightmare does not occupy or concern those who believe that freedom is priced and it is your problem how you pay for it. 

The rich Venezuelan, that is to say the Venezuelans that are rich, which are not so many, look up a lot to the United States and Europe, but are not following the example of Nicolas Sarkozy, who spent 245,000 Euros of the Treasury on a luxury shower and never made use of it, we do not know if it was to save water after wasting so much money or, simply and romantically, because he lacked a Chávez that would force him to get in there. 

The fact that the President of the Government in Venezuela would shower poor people style seems to be annoying to some; that Sarkozy would not shower millionaire style does too.

But the problem in Caracas is the water spent on the shower and not who gets or stops getting in it. 

Chávez wants the country to bathe its consciousness in three minutes and laughs at his enemies even when he gets irate, because he knows in advance that a thousand eight hundred seconds are not enough to soak up the selfish filth.

His enemies, however, get irate even when they laugh, and would want to get this man in the shower... but in a cyclone B gas one.