Venezuela Begins Releasing Political Prisoners Amid Pressure From United States

The first prisoners walked out to cheering families while the world was still asking: what did it cost? Caracas insists it’s about “peace.” Washington calls it “leverage.” Somewhere between those stories are nearly 900 political detainees, U.S.-controlled oil money, and a toppled strongman. As tankers load crude and planes carry freed nationals home, a darker bargain emer… Continues…

Venezuela’s sudden release of political prisoners comes as a calculated move in a fraught new relationship with Washington. With Nicolás Maduro in U.S. custody and a fragile post-Maduro leadership scrambling for legitimacy, freeing detainees offers a powerful signal to foreign capitals and desperate families alike. Yet the opacity remains striking: no public list, no clear criteria, only scattered images of embraces on Caracas streets and hurried statements on social media and from European ministries.

Behind the scenes, the real currency is oil. The United States will control Venezuelan crude sales “indefinitely,” funneling billions into U.S.-supervised accounts while Trump vows Caracas will buy only American goods with its share. Supporters call it smart leverage; critics see a modern financial trusteeship. For prisoners’ families, though, the calculus is brutally simple: if this complex, unequal bargain opens cell doors, they will take freedom first and argue over sovereignty later.

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