Better tidings are, as so often, to be found in newspapers’ obituary sections. To Huu is dead! Huu was, the Daily Telegraph explains, the ‘poet laureate’ and chief propagandist for the North Vietnamese regime.
Here is an example of his work (written on the occasion of Stalin’s death):
“Oh Stalin! Oh Stalin,
The love I bear my father,
My mother, my wife, myself,
It’s nothing beside the love I bear you.
Oh Stalin! Oh Stalin!
What remains of the earth,
And of the sky!
Now that you are dead.”
What remains, of course, is a lot more than would have survived if the old butcher had lived on. Good riddance to him and the poet who sang his praises.