As I compose these words from the Ramo Verde military prison outside Caracas, I am struck by how much Venezuelans have suffered. For 15 years, the definition of “intolerable” in this country has declined by degrees until, to our dismay, we found ourselves with one of the highest murder rates in the Western Hemisphere, a 57 percent inflation rate and a scarcity of basic goods unprecedented outside of wartime.
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