The Conservatory ponders the mystery of Hugo Chavez' great silence. He checked into a Cuban hospital a couple of weeks ago [digression: Why? I thought Cuba had sent several hundred doctors to Venezuela] for what appeared to be relatively minor surgery, and a series of announcements of his imminent return to Venezuela have turned out to be mistaken.
His malady, incidentally, is said to have been a pelvic abscess: probably the result of sitting on his fat ass in front of a microphone several hours a day, haranguing his unfortunate countrymen on television and radio.
While nothing would give me greater happiness than to learn that angels had wafted him to his eternal reward, I suspect his prolonged silence is just showmanship - building up a state of suspense prior to a flashy and triumphant return home. Although there is a rumor (there is now, anyway) that he was accidentally sent to the dissection lab at a veterinary hospital in Santiago de Cuba.