On Saturday there was a march in Dallas, Texas, against recent executive measures affecting immigration. I witnessed an environment loaded with energy and fury; mockery and caricatures of Donald Trump (10 photos)
Read MoreA few days ago, when I was on my way to work, I passed by the Saratoga Hotel entrance and found a right ruckus, the kind that forms when people get together in any city to see something they’ve never seen before or something new…
Read MoreI found out about them from a leaflet a HT colleague sent me and thanks to the adoption network they’ve created on the internet, I was able to put Pangur up for adoption, a pussycat I took off the street. Now, they are helping me to spread the image of a puppy my son and I saved after he was hit by a car.
Read MoreI don’t know why, but every time February 14th rolls around, I think about my preuniversity years. It might be because every time an important date like this one came about, the boarding school took on a new energy and broke away from our routine.
Read MoreWe’re united by the same desire to open up people’s eyes, those people who in the 21st century still don’t understand that human beings, all of us, are individual beings and therefore, different, both in the way we think and our sexual preferences, the way we dress. (10 photos)
Read MoreThe truth that Cubans don’t dare to publicly speak in their own country, has been continuously manifested in an exodus which has lasted just as long as the Cuban Revolution has.
Read MoreLovers and friends come together to celebrate February 14th. They get presents ready, there are invitations in the air… but as I’m no longer in love, I don’t even worry, although sometimes I remember a relationship I had with a 17 year old boy when I was 24.
Read MoreWhen we read certain international press, which responds to US Imperialism’s interests, we can immediately sense the counter-revolutionary stench, which is disguised as progressive and even socialist a lot of the time, trying to give us the magic formula to “save Cuba from an economic disaster.”
Read MoreA little while ago and for no particular reason, I decided to take a walk through Alamar, the city on the east side of Havana where I have lived for 16 years. The walk, which I began in a very good mood, became a depressing and heartbreaking experience.
Read MoreIn an event in Miami, in September 2016, I posed some uncomfortable questions to heads of official-dissident journalism. Now that I made the jump to stay in the US one of them saw the opportunity to seek revenge, presenting me as a Castro supporter who betrayed his principles in search of the American dream.
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