Yes, I don't think any history class I took made it past WWII.
I don't know about Che Guevara because of history class. I know about him because of pop culture.
Good read on that topic.
In Steven Soderbergh's Che, Benicio Del Toro takes the title role of Ernesto "Che" Guevara, the bearded, asthmatic (though cigar chain-smoking) Argentine doctor who became the poster boy of Fidel Castro's Cuban communist revolution, which took power in Havana 50 years ago this month.
Bryan Singer's Valkyrie, meanwhile, is a vehicle for Tom Cruise and a distinguished British supporting cast – Kenneth Branagh, Bill Nighy, Terence Stamp and Eddie Izzard – to strut their stuff as the German officers who came close to killing Hitler in July 1944. Cruise plays Claus von Stauffenberg, the handsome aristocrat who planted the bomb and subsequently led the putsch that tragically failed to overturn Nazi rule.
Apart from their film-star good looks and the fact that they both perished by firing squad, Guevara and Stauffenberg have almost nothing in common: the diminutive middle-class doctor, despite his bourgeoisie origins, became a ruthless Marxist who identified himself with the struggle of Latin America's toiling masses in general, and with Castro's revolutionary vanguard in particular.
The towering Stauffenberg, in contrast, was a nobleman proud of his family's ancestry; a conservative army officer who became a reluctant revolutionary because of his revulsion at what the Nazis had done to Germany.
It is a sad reflection of the warped moral mirror of our time that it is Guevara, the squalid killer and totalitarian tyrant, who remains, more than 40 years after his death, the iconic emblem of ignorant idealists the world over. His hirsute features still stare swooningly from thousands of walls and millions of T-shirts.
Meanwhile, Stauffenberg, the war-crippled soldier who sacrificed his life trying to free his people from a cruel dictator, is practically unknown to the mass of filmgoers outside his own country.
But a glance beneath the surface glamour of Alberto Korda's 1960 beret-and-curls photograph of Guevara is enough to expose the less-than-romantic reality. At the time he posed for Korda's camera, Guevara was jailer and executioner-in-chief of Castro's dictatorship. As boss of the notorious La Cabaña prison in Havana, he supervised the detention, interrogation, summary trials and execution of hundreds of "class enemies".
We know from Ernest Hemingway – then a Cuban resident – what Che was up to. Hemingway, who had looked kindly on Leftist revolutions since the Spanish civil war, invited his friend George Plimpton, editor of the Paris Review, to witness the shooting of prisoners condemned by the tribunals under Guevara's control. They watched as the men were trucked in, unloaded, shot, and taken away. As a result, Plimpton later refused to publish Guevara's memoir, The Motorcycle Diaries.
There have been some 16,000 such executions since the Castro brothers, Guevara and their merry men swept into Havana in January 1959. About 100,000 Cubans who have fallen foul of the regime have been jailed. Two million others have succeeded in escaping Castro's socialist paradise, while an estimated 30,000 have died in the attempt.
There is little mention of this in the deification of Castro's Cuba among the West's liberal classes. The glorification of Guevara in Che and the earlier The Motorcycle Diaries film conveniently ignores it. Nor has the BBC found room, in marking the revolution's half-centenary this week, to expose the reality behind the rhetoric.
Che made no secret of his bloodlust: "It is hatred that makes our soldiers into violent and cold-blooded killing machines," he wrote. But he fell out of love with the revolutionary catastrophe he had created. After helping to ruin the island's economy as minister of industry and president of the Cuban National Bank, he flounced off to bring revolution to Bolivia's peasantry. They turned him over to the army, who shot him in October 1967.
Stauffenberg, too, died at the hands of his enemies, shot down after his bomb had failed to kill Hitler. He, too, was a failed revolutionary, but the sort of society that Stauffenberg was risking his life to create was the opposite of the tyranny embraced by Che. Stauffenberg wanted a return of the rule of law; political plurality; an end to the Nazi methods of arbitrary arrest, and torture and concentration camps; and the resumption of a culture guided by the values of Christian civilisation: the exact opposite of Che's vision.
Guevara and Stauffenberg: two very different heroes. It is sad, but given the state of our society, somehow not so surprising, that we choose the wrong man to adorn our T-shirts.