Oscar Lopez Rivera returned from active duty in Vietnam to Chicago in 1967, the year Che Guevara was captured and executed as the Argentine terrorist who was Castro’s henchman and was an even crazier radical. The Che who later tried to inspire a revolution among reluctant Bolivian campesinos who were far more obedient to Moscow than to Guevara’s vision of their future. Yes. Che Guevara was even more extreme than Fidel Castro. He got sent to Africa and Bolivia for one reason: to conveniently die and become a perfect martyr for the Castro regime in Havana.

Terrorist? How dare you, you might say Manuel. Che has been lovingly analyzed, deified, and portrayed as a revolutionary, a freedom fighter, a humanist (by those who haven’t actually read his actual violent, hate-filled words) even. How dare you shine a little light on every leftist’s most cherished dream: to be a Latin America Revolutionary! Look at sub-commandant Marcos down in Chiapas, Mexico in the mid-90’s. He rode a horse across a stream and smoked a pipe while wearing a balaclava as he gave press conferences. And the progressive world fell to their knees before their latest hero. Ah, those green hypnotizing eyes that caused wealthy Mexican women to sigh lustfully. But you know this Manuel.

So 1967 was a key year for Puerto Rican native Oscar Lopez Rivera. That’s because fellow Puerton Rican Filiberto Ojeda Rios had returned from a 6 year stay in communist Cuba that very same year. And was now organizing radical, violent groups – ok that sort of classifies as terrorist doesn’t it? – to overthrow the democracy in Puerto Rico and establish a marxist state. Ojeda Rios’ groups were founded on strict marxist-leninist revolutionary principles. Che would have been pleased. Che clearly knew and perhaps helped train Ojeda Rios.

At some point in the late 60’s or early 70’s Lopez Rivera left his community organizing work in Chicago and joined Ojeda Rios’ marxist terrorist groups. By the mid 70’s they were actively involved in a massive bombing campaign against targets in America. People died and property was violently destroyed. Banks were robbed as well – a rather typical form of activity for leftist terrorists needing cash for their guns and bombs. Of course, you know this Manuel.

But this is all justified in the eyes of progressives because America keeps the noble and suffering people of Puerto Rico under the heel of Uncle Sam. Billions and billions and billions of dollars worth of oppression. To finance government, education, health, industry, infrastructure. To keep living standards light years ahead of Cuba. Evil. Pure evil. To allow Puerto Ricans to freely migrate to America as proud owners of American passports, and prosper and inspire others. Like you Manuel. Though you were born in Manhattan. Evil.

Ojeda Rios died about 10 years ago in a shootout with the FBI in Puerto Rico. But Lopez Rivera was tried and jailed in 1981. He’s still there because he refused a pardon from Clinton in 1999. He would not swear to give up violent terrorist activities. Now that’s a man of principle.

Are Ojeda – and the late Rios – little Patrick Henrys? Give me liberty or give me death? No. Because Henry was fighting for the liberty of his fellow Americans under the rule of law. The perverted, failed attempts throughout Latin America to replicate the American Revolution’s astonishing success, are still there for us to witness. From Havana to Caracas to Quito. The American Revolution had faith (mostly Puritan) and a clear eyed view of classic enlightenment thinking and the founders knew well the dangerous history of previous failed republics. The Latin American revolutionaries have Marx, the French Revolution, and other European radicals as their guides. Not the same. Never was. Never will be.

But you know all this, Manuel. You’ve studied history and politics. More than most. So go ahead Manuel Lin Miranda and shed tears for Oscar Lopez Rivera. And when he is released from jail, invite him to a “command” performance of Hamilton. Ahh the “viva’s!!” in audience that will pour forth! And then Lopez Rivera can take you backstage and start to carefully explain to you – young misguided Miranda – why Hamilton was an evil colonialist. And why true liberation is only possible in a worker’s paradise like Cuba. And suggest you travel to Cuba, Manuel. Not to bring Hamilton to a government-sponsored theatre in Havana. No. To learn the art of true political theatre: radical political theatre.

Who knows Manuel? Maybe you too can disappear into the jungles of Colombia perhaps. And join the FARC in it’s glorious last days of drug trafficking and kidnappings and killings. And become a true revolutionary. And not just a talented artist, creating exciting work as he exercises his First Amendment Rights – even as he educates and entertains Americans and other adoring fans from around the world – in the world’s most successful republic. One that has allowed you to pursue life, liberty, and happiness to it’s glorious fullest possibilities.

You are the model to be admired and imitated, Manuel. Not Che Guevara. Not Filiberto Ojeda Rios. Not Oscar Lopez Rivera. You. Even when you tweet wrong-headed praise of a violent man.