Nobody uncovers weird stuff like Boli-Nica, but this time, the weird stuff has left him flabbergasted. Subcommandante Marcos, the white-skinned, blue-eyed Latin American Idiot who says he’s really (deep down) an indigenous Indian from the Lacandon Rain Forest in Chiapas making 1960s-style ersatz commie ‘revolution’ has a new obsession, are you ready: Penguins. He’s slopped them all over his Web site and babbles endlessly about standing tall and straight like a rainforest penguin as he prepares to challenge the Mexican political establishment.

Boli-Nica, for one, thinks the guy has gone Kurtz on us. Too much time in the jungle. Ate his brain.

I think this penguinmania reminds of Muammar Khaddafi’s weirdo fascination with the color green that the great Oriana Fallaci described (‘Green! green! green!’ the madman once raved to her) in an interview with him that all but made her barf.

Or maybe it’s a drug dealer thing – all the big bad drug dealers in jungle hideouts have these zoos with exotic animals – Pablo Escobar was famous for his hippoes, for instance.

Or else the schmuck never got over his Batman comic fantasy growing up in the rich part of Mexico City and still dreams of putting on a cape and taking on Batman as The Penguin.

Whatever it is, he’s a frickin’ weirdo, not a revolutionary. And a coward and a dweeb who has decided that what he really likes are ping????inos. Read it here.