Washington, D.C. – Okay, Boomers, the Justice Department finally got around to indicting Raúl Castro, Fidel's little bro, for the 1996 killing of some Americans who were trying to help Cubans escape the island. At 96, he's probably more worried about his Werther's Originals getting stolen than facing trial, but hey, at least someone's doing something… eventually.

Let's be real, folks. This is mostly performative outrage. The Castros have been sticking it to Uncle Sam for decades, and suddenly now we're all worked up about some stuff that happened back when dial-up was still a thing? Talk about your late-stage capitalism.

So, what's the point? Is this going to magically fix Cuba? Is it going to return all the confiscated property to its rightful owners? Is it going to suddenly make the mojitos taste better? Nah. It's just another reminder that the wheels of justice grind slowly, especially when it comes to dealing with commie dictators.

But hey, at least it gives the politicians something to talk about other than the price of gas. Maybe they'll even use this as an excuse to send more 'aid' to Cuba, which will probably end up in the pockets of the regime anyway. You know, the usual song and dance.

Meanwhile, the people of Cuba are still suffering under a brutal dictatorship, struggling to find food and medicine, while the U.S. government fiddles with indictments that are about as effective as using a pool noodle to stop a tank. At least we can all agree they should probably fix the potholes there.

Michael Bustamante, a Cuba expert, probably has some deep thoughts about this. He probably thinks it will help the Cuban people. I'm pretty sure the average Cuban is more concerned with finding a decent cup of coffee than with the legal woes of a nonagenarian dictator.

So, let's all raise a glass (of something stronger than diet soda) to the DOJ for finally getting around to… well, doing something. It might not be much, but at least it's something. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go yell at some clouds.