In the 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.
Inside Venezuela, the mood was radically different. A capital already battered by blackout and hunger now trembled under the roar of jets and the echo of explosions. The government raged about imperialism and called people to the streets, even as no one could say who was actually in charge. 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.