Diaries

Fidel Resurrects Himself Again

Comments on the death of Fidel Castro – loved by millions, hated by thousands – had already started circulating on the Internet for several days. But when Hugo Chavez was re-elected and the Comandante didn’t make a public appearance to congratulate him, the speculation mushroomed.

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The Photographer’s Wrath

I ran into her as she was trying to flag down a taxi. Speaking with her, I noted the weary expression on her face, it revealed fatigue and something else, something that wasn’t normal for her. What then came to my mind was that she must have been angry.

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Whatever They Give You, Take It

In almost all bakeries where they make bread rolls for our households, the clerks handle the “products” with the same grimy hands they use to count bills and coins. Even in times like these — with diarrheal epidemics and shortages of medicines — this practice continues.

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Avocado!

“Avocado!” That was what they used to call the young people some years back when they entered the military. Obviously this was due to the color of their uniforms. But I’m not going to talk about recruits.

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Cuba Shouldn’t Have an Army

Cuba shouldn’t have an army. From my point of view, that would be the most important step we Cubans would take if we wanted to build a nation with a future, a country with opportunities.

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The Young Girls of Old Havana

I’ve started biting my nails. I don’t end up swallowing them like I did when I was a child, when I was dying of boredom in class. Now I only chew on them carefully, avoid the cuticles. I’ve lived about 24 very “entertaining” years.

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Venezuela’s Excellent Electoral System

Chavez, though not my cup of tea, has been elected and re-elected by the people, and this is a demonstration of popular power. This is unlike Cuba’s system, which is now ready to start its voting, though we all know in advance what the results will be.

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Playoffs in Venezuela: The Final Score

In recent weeks, the spirit of the people of Venezuela has been like what I can only compare to a baseball playoff. I’m making this comparison from my point of view as a Cuban who has never seen the streets of Havana spontaneously filled other than in the final series of the playoffs, especially if the capital’s Industriales team plays Santiago de Cuba.

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In Search of a Lost Audience

“It’s good that at least that someone is still inspired by literature,” I said, thinking about the less than 15 people who showed up for the two poetry readings I’ve given this month.

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