Fidel Castro, who turned his island homeland into a vast prison of which he was the Warden, died yesterday at age 90. My usual rule after someone dies is De mortuis nil nisi bonum, but I can think of nothing good about the life of Castro other than it now has ended. Under his regime millions of his countrymen risked death at sea rather than submit to his rule, and I can think of no more damning indictment for any ruler. A squalid dictator of the worst sort, Castro always received good press in some of the media in the West from leftists who were willing to forgive any sin if the proper Communist platitudes were spoken. Castro leaves behind him a broken nation of slaves. May they soon rise up and bring a new day to a free Cuba.