Russian President Vladimir Putin, perhaps the most powerful homophobic leader on the planet, will be received with a great song and dance this Friday in Havana, where he is to meet with his counterpart Raul Castro and Fidel Castro.
Read MoreWhen I got back home, after nearly two weeks in Havana and having recovered from the tortuous journey from the Cuban capital to my neck of the woods, I decided to find out what had been going on around here in my absence.
Read MoreI am not against having TeleSUR broadcast the World Cup, but I believe it should try to tackle the problems this sporting event has caused Brazil’s poor in a more in-depth manner. That should be its priority, for it is an issue that affects it’s raison d’etre, the dispossessed.
Read MoreSome days ago, a friend and I went to a reception held at the home of an Ambassador, a very pretty mansion located in Havana’s neighborhood of Miramar. When we arrived, we were greeted by the ambassador and his wife with refined cordiality.
Read MoreI have written before about the public square and market in the neighborhood of Marianao where vendors resell food product. I don’t know when I’ll be able to write an article that says something favorable about the place and consumers there.
Read MoreI had met with some friends at the park in front of Havana’s main bus terminal. It was hot, and I headed down to the station to buy a bottle of pop. I asked the clerk for one the way I normally do where I live: “Could I have a “shell” of Tu-Cola, please?”
Read MoreWe had a series of setbacks while setting up our exhibition (titled “The Theater in Pictures”). First, since we arrived only a day before the opening date, we had to postpone the inauguration in order to set up the pieces in less of a rush. (9 photos)
Read MoreThough not invented in Cuba, plastic is one of those products that are indispensable in the lives of Cubans (as I imagine it is in many other poor countries around the world). Plastic has indeed become a handy tool here to overcome many shortages. Its use is highly varied.
Read MoreThis past Tuesday, I went to Terminal 2 of Havana’s International Airport to demand the return of my belongings, arbitrarily confiscated days before following my arrival from the United States, where I had taken part in the LASA Conference.
Read MoreYou’d see him come into work with a tattered backpack, a stocky, dark-skinned man with a full head of gray hair. Almost immediately, a yellow dog would come running, merrily wagging its tail, and start playing with him. It would stay with him while he looked after the cars in the lot.
Read More
