Diaries

Ray Bradbury in His 90s

When I was a little boy my mom spoke to me of Ray Bradbury. We lived in the Soviet Union, and Bradbury was one of the most popular US authors back then. I remember how I searched in that dark Muscovite library for Fahrenheit 451º.

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Too Easy to Fell a Tree

A stewardess friend of mine told me about what happened when the airplane she was on from London made a stopover in Holguin (in eastern Cuba) before continuing on to Havana.

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Good Energy for a Good Concert

It’s no secret that listening to trumpet player Yassek Manzano means enjoying an indescribable pleasure. It’s not only difficult to translate into words what you feel when such good jazz penetrates you, but also the sensation of well-being that floods your mind and body.

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It’s Still Not My Turn

We arranged a table and four chairs outside, sat down and distributed the “bones.” As we began, one player shouted, “You’re not going to win with what you got. Here you go!” slamming down his first domino in the middle of the table. “I think I’d better go look for a bottle of rum to give things a little ambiance,” he then added.

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The Dentist’s Chair & Soap Operas

I sat there thinking to myself: Young people have always been the same, with their virtues and defects, with passion and the ideals necessary to make societies advance, with their malleability that makes them conducive to change, and their inexperience that allows them to make understandable mistakes.

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New and Valid Opinions

Within a society whose changes generate nostalgia for the past, there also exists discouragement among those who don’t see this as an act that will return our balance.

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Freedom to Choose (III & final)

What worries me most in the case of Cuba is that the recently announced government proposal speaks in favor of small private companies and not those of collectives of workers forming cooperatives.

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A Tale of Two Cities

Luxurious apartments built on W. 25th Avenue in Havana for high-ranking officers of the Cuban Army and the Ministry of the Interior (State Security) contrast sharply with housing units constructed barely a few miles away in the capital’s community of San Agustin.

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