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Street Dogs

In my neighborhood, the survivors of various acts of abandonment form a pack of 20 or 30 dogs that wander around during the night and lay around near my neighborhood by day.

John Lennon Remembered in Havana

Though there were many people in the audience between the ages of 16 and 30, one couldn’t overlook that the bulk of the participants were over 40, and it was precisely those adults who enjoyed the event the most, sang all of the songs and even danced.

Predictable Wikileaks Cables on Cuba

The cables from the US Interests Section in Cuba are much less juicy and proved to be downright tiresome.

A Yankee in Guantanamo, Cuba

Since I began writing for Havana Times I’ve spoken with Guantanamo residents from all walks of life. Almost all of them gladly agreed to give me their opinion on some specific issue, but always under the condition that neither their name nor their photo be published.

Gays in the US Military

A US judge has suspended the enforcement of the “Don’t ask, don’t tell” policy that had prohibited military personnel from asking about the sexual preference of its members and prevented recruits from revealing if they were gay or lesbian.

Revolution Reloaded?

In Nicaragua, visitors are struck by the reiterated invocation of “the Revolution” in official public discourse and comments by rank-and-file activists of the ruling party.

Again, My Cousin Bebito

I commented about my cousin Bebito when I first started writing for Havana Times. Now, I’ll again pick up on him, such a unique personality who’s so close to me.

There’s Always a Prophylactic But

And to ensure that such references are not overlooked, associations were created years ago to bring together almost everyone — which included the great majority of Cubans with disabilities — who were seeking to balance the rights of people as much as possible.

I Thought Someone Was Pulling My Leg

The protests and complaints began, as could have been expected. Notwithstanding, the driver paid no attention and simply continued driving along with incredible tranquility. So as not to hear the passengers, he simply cranked up the volume on the radio blasting reggaeton music.

My Three Masters

This blog is starting to resemble a personal diary now. Today, for example, I want to talk about my three masters, not those that I have, but the ones I’ve abandoned. This assumes someone’s interested in reading about what I do with my spare time…