Cuban Doctors in Brazil: Are They in the Dark or Not?

Practically no Cuban working abroad as part of an international brigade contracted by the their government knows exactly how much the host country pays Havana for their services, but most content themselves with the money they get, which allows them to buy certain things they need and is always much more than what they earn in Cuba.

Read More

The Impunity of Cuba’s Media

In a country where news programs offer very little space for true public opinion and silence the discourse of the political opposition entirely, one can expect news to be completely skewed and for no one to feel the need to defend its coherence and significance.

Read More

For Socialist Sports in Cuba

As a kid, I was fascinated by sports. I wanted to be like Cuban gymnast Casimiro Suarez, that artist of the rings that so impressed the world in the early 80s. Adults would proudly tell me that our high-performance athletes weren’t professionals (as they were under capitalism) but amateurs.

Read More

Magic: What is it Good For?

I recently got my hands on a video about a magician known as “Dynamo”, who some consider superior to the super-famous David Copperfield. I saw him swallow a handkerchief and then pull it out from his breastbone.

Read More

Abortion in Cuba: Another Pending Debate

Abortion is a complex issue that stirs up passions as well as ethical, religious, philosophical and biological debates. Generally, the person voicing an opinion – no matter what camp they belong to, in favor or against – denies that the opposite opinion has any validity.

Read More

The Soviet Films of My Cuban Adolescence

I recall that the portrayal of the Battle of Borodino in Soviet director Sergeui Bondarchuck’s War and Peace, an adaptation of Tolstoy’s novel, made the film a true work of art, as did that ballroom dance scene, with its costumes, lights and dancers performing a delicious and interminable waltz.

Read More

My Opening Day at Havana’s Book Fair

This year, I went to Havana’s International Book Fair like someone who believes in miracles: with my fingers crossed behind my back, hoping something had changed. I thought it a good sign that, this time around, the entrance tickets weren’t made of newsprint. (36 photos)

Read More

Our Personal Space in Cuba

A kid was playing with his soccer ball near the spot where we were waiting in line to buy bread. Not far, his parents kept an eye on him while they talked. The ball flew very close to me several times but the kid’s parents never said anything to him.

Read More