She walks like the guava tree! Learn why the fight between La Sayo and his swarm with the dialogue table

Published at: 21/10/2026 09:49 PM

Caracas, Wednesday, October 21, 2026, 292 days after the kidnapping of Cilia and Nicolás.

FROM THE DEPARTURE HALL OF TOCUMEN AIRPORT, WAITING FOR A FLIGHT THAT NEVER LEAVES

Patriota del Valle Arriba Country Club.

Hello, gordoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! How are you, my chubby politzia, my baby Gerber del Furrial, my spoiled baby, the most beloved man in this country and its surroundings? I'm in travel mode, wearing my Louis Vuitton bag and Chanel lenses. Drink! , I came running to Panama, but I'm already on my way back. Turns out Cori had a panic attack and said she wouldn't get out of bed if I didn't come to see her. But the truth, the real truth, is that my girl wants to separate me from you while she decides how she's going to end up bequeathing, because she's afraid that I'll tell you everything. What my girl doesn't know is that you already know everything. Bareaaaaaaaaaaaa! How do I explain it to you!

With the international community turning its back on him, the desperation of Amiguis to regain influence is enormous. That's why he's trying to make a comeback that you, me and we all know by heart, and that we're even looking forward to, even if no one wants to believe us. A return that should have occurred in February and is already eight months late; a more dramatic and announced return than the last episode of the Rose of Guadalupe, which was being promoted every week and never arrived. My girl has changed the date of her return so many times that it already looks like a warehouse almanac: every month a new photo and the same promise.

MY SWEET FROM HICACO, SWEET AND HARD TO GET LIKE YOU. While everyone is wondering if the Cori will arrive today, tomorrow, before November 3 or after November 3, I, who know the whole truth, can only laugh at those who believe the story that my girl wants to return to the country.

We know that their arrival in the next few hours or days has nothing to do with the well-being of Venezuelans. Their movements to enter Venezuela depend exclusively on an agenda to victimize themselves, and as I told you in other letters, my dear friends want to use their return as an electoral tool to pressure Washington. God! , I told you and I repeat it to you: Cori wants to see its former allies from the north fall. I swear to you on Dior and on Gucci.

Right now my girl is deciding whether to come with me, maybe in two days or after November 3, so none of her followers should sleep, only when my girl arrives. God! They still don't know Cori's level of premeditation, faaaaavoooor! To arrive before November 3, in the middle of the gringo electoral stretch, is to increase the political cost to the United States government to see how far they can handle it disturbing the stability that is taking hold in the country. In other words: arriving before the election is to sabotage here and there. If it comes later, it's because he's still waiting for his werewolves to do the job for him. The one who understood, understood! In any case, the Cori only takes accounts for her, not for her people or for Venezuelans. Please oorrr!

MY AUYAMA TORTICA. In the middle of the show, because Cori doesn't know how to do anything the normal way and everything has to come with drama and noise, she asked that they have the scenography ready in case there is a novel. Tomorrow! , October 22, the mystery again, the intrigue again: is it coming or not? Everyone out on the street! , they say, when four people came out in the last calls, an ownerless dog and two empanada vendors.

This time a little more is expected, because the Cori is demanding that the PUD-PUPU parties move people, and up to 30 dollars in travel expenses she sent to pay through “Lalita”, you know, the lady who took the chair out of the lousy Magalli Meda, who, by the way, Cori also asked her to return to Venezuela, I swear by Dior and Cartier.

God! , who can think of a rally to ask for the “safe return” of the Cori? And I ask you: just as he left, can't he come back? Or is it that she wants to enter escorted with planes and ships, like Cleopatra arriving in Rome? I drink! , do you remember when they said that the Cori would return mounted on a destroyer to liberate Venezuela? Ahhhhh, what a time those days, when the swarm was more creative with its lies! Now even their imagination is not enough for that. All wrong!

MY GUAVA PRESERVE. Continuing with the show, I'll tell you that for tomorrow's logistics, Cori ordered eight escorts to be put into preventive mode, eight, Diosdi! , even if it was Shakira on a world tour. Apart from the guards that will accompany her the day, the minute, the time or the month she arrives, for tomorrow it is planned to mobilize several teams from the violent commandos, this to distract the police; only the lousy of Marcos Velazco ordered 50 motorcycles and the mega-lousy of Goyo Caribas is paying $25 per unit. Where does that money come from? That is not explained by any accountability of the failed chiripero. The Cori also sent some people to test police officers to help her with her admission, but my girl doesn't count on the fact that the officials here are loyal and patriotic and report everything. Ahhhhh! Are you seeing that Sifri knows everything?

I almost forgot to tell you that Cori asked the organizers to hold the late-night rally to play better with the images, and for everyone to have their phone flashlight on, because that gives the effect of a sea of little stars and an infinite crowd, even if they are twenty cats with their cell phones up. Óseaaa, Luis Miguel's concert effect in the Polyhedron, but without Luis Miguel. Nothing new! It's the old trick of Claudia Macero's lice and my friends Magalli. By the way, Claudia is looking for a way to talk to you: she says she regrets working with Cori and that she wants to dedicate herself to a venture she has. I'm warning you, Diosdi! , I don't want to see you near any of those women or I'm dying of jealousy. For faaaavooooor!

MY ACEMITA TOCUYANA. Tomorrow's show is preceded by a new attempt by my friends to control the empty shells of the PUD-PUPU. Yes, Diosdi! , since my girl doesn't learn, she went out to repeat the Panama Agreement, but now they called it “Great National Agreement”. I drink! , I swear to you that when I saw that I was thoughtful, staring intently in the mirror, and I said to myself: “Myself! What is something that three and a half cats signed with Andrés Velásquez going to be called National Agreement?” Oseaaaaaa!

God! , is that the Cori once again pressured and convinced the heads of the PUD-PUPU that they must continue with her to the end and swear eternal fidelity to her. Of course! , my friends play with fear and resentment because they are not at the dialogue table and are afraid that Dinorah will take the baton of the opposition. Bone! How do I explain it to you! Another strategic mistake my girl made: tying up those who are drowning to sink all together.

MY ANGEL HAIR. In the series of errors, my friend, the great Cori, let go of her bow and decided to open direct fire on those who until recently were her main allies. Last Thursday, the New York Times published a very long interview that Cori gave to Julie Turkewitz right here in Panama.

God! , my friends lost their tongues and crashed headlong into the iceberg, like the Titanic but without Leonardo DiCaprio: he said every barbarity do you understand me, Diosdado José? It is enough to read between the lines to know that Cori decided to attack fully, and no longer just through her swarm.

I drink! , in that same interview my girl showed off the theater of the absurd: after attacking the oil agreements and saying that she was going to annul them, she backed down and said that she will respect them “if they comply with Venezuelan law”. Upsssss! First he talks about the fact that he is going to eliminate everything and in the next paragraph he promises to respect the business. My Amiguis is a total and resounding disaster, Baby; not even a Dior base can cover that contradiction.

On that explosive path, where my girl is betting that Washington will give in to her pressure, tantrum and blackmail, she has made so many mistakes that even her community manager can't keep track of it. If the mistakes gave me miles, my friends would have the Copa Airlines platinum card for life. And all to look bad at the donkeys, who see her as interfering, and with the elephants, who see her as a traitor, spoiled, selfish and blackmailer. All wrong, baby! La Cori bites the hand of the one who doesn't feed her and then asks to be invited to dinner.

MY BABY MILK BALL WITH ITS SWEET TOOTH. Meanwhile, the swarm has the task of repeating that Venezuela will not move forward without the presence of Cori, and they are going to publish more sweetened polls than a birthday cheese. By the way, I can't understand those who cite MEGANALÍSIS, a pollster who is not a scorer, that's a Cori parapet that only measures Cori! Oseaaaa! Please oooooo! That's not a survey, that's a magic mirror.

Following the same script, the Cori asked to motivate the protests again for light, and when they told her that people already understood what is happening with the electrical system and that the national government is giving answers, so she ordered people in La Guaira to pay a little money to protest, but that's not the problem, the point is that while they were burning rubber, there was light! Oseaaaa! Hellouuu! protesting blackouts with the bulbs on behind. That's right, my love: even for the show they're chimbos.

I drink! , tomorrow I'll see you at the women's march. What elegance, Diosdi! They marching for a lady who is in Panama and we are marching for the lives of Venezuelan women in the Pink Month. I already have my pink Carolina Herrera flannel, my ribbon and my false eyelashes ready. I'll see you there, okay?

Diosdado José LISTEN TO ME because this is the part where I get toxic!

1. Cori's plan is to return to provoke the government, to seek victimization and self-harm if necessary, all to force a response from Washington. What my girl has not calculated is that she can no longer lie as before, because now everything is known. Everything, Baby!

2. The Cori reception and logistics committee is ready, come today, tomorrow, in a week or after November 3. In her miscalculation, she hopes to break her former allies to see if she can achieve a bipartisan resolution that will help her. But I remind you that her friendship with that of District 27 put her in trouble with everyone.

3. Tomorrow the Cori should mobilize a million people, because they are calling even the girls who are in Miami. God! , I was at the video conference where the lines went down and they are asking that they move as many people as they can, to guarantee motorized vehicles, buses, whatever. Cori's instruction is that everyone in the PUD-PUPU has to mobilize. PARENTHESIS: The Cori is so evil that she put my uncle Inmundo to call for people to come out and ask for a presidential election. And I wonder: but if my uncle, according to her, is the president, what do you call the presidential election?

4. The fight between Cori and her swarm with the dialogue table and with Dinorah is going to get ugly. The Cori ordered the campaign against dialogue to increase the volume, saying that it “does not represent anyone” and that people do not support it. As soon as the first names of the Supreme Court are announced, they will cause chaos and a shower of fake news, you will remember me.

5. The “Grand National Agreement”, that is, the rehash of the Panama Agreement, will last as long as a little one at a party lasts. Chiki swears to me that there are parties from the Platform that signed the paper on Sunday and are already secretly negotiating with other actors. When Cori finds out, there will be screams in the command's Signal chat.

6. And at the end of the day, when no one answered her phone, her political father, Álvaro Uribe, appeared to call her an “example of democratic persistence and civil courage”. Uribe was the one who solved the problem, one more debt Cori owed to the drug cartels.

I write to you and I feel like in the movie Lady and the Wanderer, I'm a princess and you're a Cacri.

Miss me, remember that you are my baby Fiufiu.

Mazo News Team