One of the most disconcerting things about first moving to South America was that the people who spoke English and liked the USA and therefore wanted to be my friend were very often people with whom I disagree fundamentally about politics and society. People who refer to their country's 99% as 'negros de mierda', have never used the public schools, public hospitals, public universities and who have always, always had a full time housekeeper. The weird thing is that they didn't seem weathy when you looked at them with first-world eyes. They had old cars, old furniture, outdated gadgets running pirated versions of Windows 2005, etc. So at first, it was easy to forget that they were elites, and their end of the spectrum of political thought would be analogous to a frat boy at Duke or something.
When reading these first-person accounts of the protests, you have to rememeber that in a country like Venezuela, someone who speaks English and has a twitter account is an elite. And that these protests are for the weathy to separate their lots from those of the poor, so they can enjoy their consumer goods and travel without so much trouble. Every day I see the frustration of the petite bourgeoisie in Latin America who can't muster up enough concern for the majority to not sell them out for a new airbook. And in all fairness, it does suck not to have access to all the best stuff. But, I've found in myself and in those who really would like to see Latin America end her awful era of corporate colonialism, you deal with it. You don't agree to policies which advance US corporations' power and you don't vote in a right-winger just because s/he promises you quilted toilet paper.
Over and over again, international inspectors have claimed that Venezuela's elections are among the cleanest in the world. So, these protestors are saying that the majority is wrong, and they (and their neoliberal friends from the US) are right.