When I quit smoking, I made my wife promise that she would not say a word when I could finally legally buy and smoke a Cuban cigar. I always said that this would be the silver lining of normalizing relations with Cuba: the cigars. Well…
I spend a fair amount of time in Europe, where there is no Cuban embargo, and thus you can buy all the Cuban cigars you want. I’ve had some, but for the most part I’ve given them up. The Dominicans and Nicaraguans are much better cigars nowadays. The great Cuban cigar makers brought tobacco seed with them when they fled Castro’s tyranny, and over the course of the past half-century they have gotten better and better. More important, they have good quality control, whereas the Cubans don’t.
My reaction to this is somewhat like old Chuck Heston’s:
I don’t know WHY I expected the Commies to not f*ck up the cigars, mind you. I mean, they’ve f*cked up everything else. And yet, my soul was pained by this news.
Via Instapundit.