Dariela Aquique’s Diary

A Free Press: A Utopian Dream?

From a friend I received an e-mail from a friend with an interesting article titled “On the Press in Cuba” (Sobre la prensa en Cuba), by journalist Guillermo Rodriguez Rivera; it was taken from Espacio laical, a publication of the Archdiocese of Havana.

What About Literacy?

At that time, my late mother was barely 16 years. She was the daughter of parents who identified with the revolution and—herself deeply moved by everything that was happening—she joined the brigade.

Cubans Living on Credit

A new method is now emerging in Cuba as a way to help with supply and demand in the black market. Through this you’ll hear the soothing words: “You can pay in installments.”

Photography in Cuba

Every seemingly innocent and simple picture has its own life. Its speech is so powerful in itself. The figure is there, posing its challenge by imploring “Look at me!” This is photography in today’s Cuba.

‘That’s What You Said…’

There’s a curious Russian anecdote about a police officer who arrested a man for talking about the dictator in public. He was taken prisoner and sentenced to be shot. Stalin, who used to sign the execution orders, was curious about the charges against this individual.

Toothbrush News

A curious and interesting report by journalist Marais Suarez was featured on the national television news recently. In it she interviewed dentistry specialists who explained the need and importance of people replacing their toothbrushes three or four times a year.

View from Cuba on the Killing of Gadhafi

Gadhafi was killed in his native town by rebel troops. After several months of bloody struggle, devastation, and material and human losses, the former Libyan leader was finished off. He who for more than four decades governed that African country died at the hands of his own people.

Under the Totalitarian Rule of Kitsch

At every step in the life Cubans are beaten over the head with officialized kitsch, from posters with the faces and names of the “Five Heroes” forming a star or the crappy neighborhood decorations for the annual CDR festivities.