The night sky over Caracas exploded before anyone understood what was happening. Minutes later, Donald Trump claimed victory — and the capture of Nicolás Maduro himself. Venezuela’s streets filled with fear, rage, and disbelief, as U.S. officials promised “justice” and allies cried “criminal attack.” But with no proof of life, no clear successor, and a shaken hemisph… Continues…
stunned hours after the blasts, two competing realities emerged. In Florida and among Latin American exile communities, jubilation and catharsis poured out online: this was, they said, their Berlin
Wall moment, the end of a tyrant who had starved and exiled millions. Trump’s allies framed the strike as a clean, surgical act of justice, backed by Article II powers and long-standing drug-trafficking indictments.
Foreign capitals split along familiar lines, some hailing a “new dawn,” others warning of naked aggression. Between celebration and condemnation lies a dangerous vacuum, where a country’s fate hangs on unanswered questions about law, legitimacy, and the human cost of regime change.
