First: I'll correct you,
you are wrong. I'm not one of the 15-20% who doesn't like at all the whole Venezuela Situation... I'm one of the 49,12% who doesn't like it. And that, based on the last OFFICIAL result of presidential elections. The ones that were held one month after "The Supreme Comander" died... and people was suffering. I'm also one of the 73,42% of the people that in the recent elections for major, voted against the government. Or the 87,79% from the other county that also voted against the government's candidate.
Facts:
Chavez was a charismatic leader (who I never supported) and pretty good at keeping people "convinced" of something.
Venezuelan people are creative and cheerful. We laugh to avoid crying. Or so we did.
Chavez died... and day by day people are opening their eyes. Maduro is not as charismatic and certainly not even a tiny little bit as smart... (You can check those results I gave you at
www.cne.gob.ve the official web of our electoral power. By they way, I can tell you that when they made the last results public at tv, they said: The opposition with 73,42% and our candidate very close with 67,58%... or something. Their result (so they didn't look so humiliated) was really high over 100% but, hey, this is Venezuela.)
So:
Who answered that poll, I don't know. There are some days when you can ask me if I'm happy... and I have been.
Actually I'm a happy person... despite the fact that I'm not a happy
venezuelan.
I'm happy because I have a beautiful family that I can't take out of the house but we enjoy each other. I'm happy because I work in a really nice place and also have many friends from stores that call me when one of those things that you can't find are available. I'm happy because we are alive... when you live in a country like this, you start to appreciate that kind of stuff.
I'm happy every time my husband gets home and we can close (sorry, lock) all the doors and bars... and the expensive security service of the neighborhood is on.
I'm happy when I don't have a party in a weekend and we don't have to be in danger for a party. I'm happy when I see that my car hasn't been vandalized.
So maybe Gallup was right. WE ARE HAPPY. At least some of us... fewer everyday... but happy.