Related to my master’s thesis, a friend gave me a mobile phone. He saw that my thesis addressed the issue of “unexpected uses” of the New Technologies of Information and Communications (NTICs), so he wanted to keep up with my research.
Read MoreA few months ago I saw a documentary titled +600º, which deals with coffee and the screw on coffee makers that can explode. The documentary addresses the disappearance of the metallurgic foundries in San Jose de Las Lajas, a municipality south of the capital.
Read MoreAn interesting point about Decree No. 292 is that in the transaction process, although it requires the buyer to submit a list of the motor vehicles they own, there’s no limit on the number of vehicles that can be purchased.
Read MoreIn my hands I have one of the brochures prepared by Cuba’s ideo-bureaucracy to discourage young people from using drugs and for helping teachers with that daunting task.
Read MoreThe taxi stops for a woman who flagged it down. She’s old, though it’s hard to say how old – but she’s got to be over 75. She’s carrying a cane with some colored ribbons wrapped around it. But what catches one’s attention even more is her overly bowed leg, probably from birth.
Read More“Bajo el Mismo Sol” (Under the Same Sun) is probably not the best soap series that’s ever come on Cuban TV, but it is one of the best in terms of reflecting the Cuba of its time.
Read MoreI’m sure that if one was to survey a good number of Cubans, the overwhelming majority wouldn’t know anything about the phenomenon of “blogging.”
Read MoreWe walked through the downtown streets lined with taxi drivers, street vendors and artisans, among the other “hawkers,” each braving the streets touting their products – almost in your ear.
Read More“Indirect users” are no more than those people without Internet access, or even email, who construct social networks based on friends who have access to the Web through their jobs or, in rare cases, those who are allowed to have email at home for a few hours a month.
Read MoreAt the House of Poetry, I was listening to verses being recited by a Cuban author of some standing when suddenly I noticed a young woman sitting next to me. A “who-knows-what” diverted my attention from the reading long enough for us to exchange looks.
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