His words were printed on the walls of Paris, London and Bologna. But mostly they penetrated the consciences of those young men who were determined to change a dull and unjust world, worn down by post-war economic growth.
The face of the revolution was Che’s. He read Sartre and Fanón, and he listened to the Beatles. In Latin America, he favored the tales of Julio Cortázar and Gabriel García Márquez and the music of Alfredo Zitarrosa and Daniel Viglietti, of Chico Buarque and Silvio Rodríguez.
The suppression of the  revolt in France did not prevent his libertarian spirit from reaching the Portuguese colonels and African sergeants.
In the Americas, there were armed Argentine Montoneros, Uruguayan Tupamaros, Peruvian Trotskyists, Colombian and Salvadoran Marxists, Nicaraguan Sandinistas, and everywhere was the fire of new insurrection.