Diaries

Facebook or the sea of reencounters

I belong to the analog generation. The generation that watched Russian cartoons in black and white and lived the boom of the videotapes. I only received letters every three months and a birthday card from my father who had emigrated.

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Venezuela’s King Midas

I don’t know why, but every time I hear or read the story about King Midas, I begin to hum a song, the chorus of which goes like this: “Go hide, the garbage is coming.”

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You Won’t Read in Public

I ask myself, if I as a citizen of this country I don’t have the right to read my writings wherever I want, to show my literature to whomever I like, without having to feel afraid of being sabotaged, violently arrested, or seen as an outcast…

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Unity in the Cuban Revolution

Some people criticize the fact that there aren’t disagreements and debates in the Cuban Parliament because someone is against some law or article being approved. But far from being reprehensible, this unanimity communicates the unity that exists in the Cuban Revolution.

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Where Are We Heading

It’s becoming harder and harder to find an artistic product that moves you. It doesn’t matter whether it’s a movie, a series, even a song or a book, nearly everything we consume is just like a meal.

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