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A Bus Station as Metaphor

Everyone who needs to travel to one of the country’s provinces turns to the La Coubre station, a fact that transforms this terminal into a well-known place and one that is undoubtedly interesting.

New Influences…or Legacies?

Que bolá papi! (What’s happening daddy). This can be heard between young guys who meet and immediately exchanges kisses on the cheeks.

Two Misconceptions about Drugs

The book is written with a basically moralistic tone, and it is as blind to the errors of the Cuban political system as it is fervent about pointing to such failings abroad. Nevertheless, I consider the book a first step worthy of praise.

Recycling in Process

My Havana Times colleague Irina Echarry recently published an article titled “Recycle, Recycle, Recycle.” I could relate to the topic, given how much it related to me. I am a woman formed out of love for the earth and nature, and also for people, who both live and survive as a species on this planet.

Informal Business and International Sports

Nor is it a secret that much of the sports paraphernalia is bought on the informal market, but the elite make their purchases of such clothing and footwear in “official” brand name stores. Only small social sectors have access to these.

Cuba’s Food Service Workers

One time I paused to note how an ice cream vendor served me without lifting her head; she never even looked at me. It was a shame, because she would have gotten a flattering compliment.

More than My Own Friend

I admit that I also fell for that unexpected fallacy of fate, because the day they sacrificed the pig, I had sharpened my teeth, seduced by the fantasy of succulent pork. I was looking forward to the meal perhaps more than my own friend, when he turned the stake to the right as much as to the left of enthusiasm.

My Friends from Happy Town

It wasn’t in my plans to stop at this place; the noontime heat here is as intense as in Cuba. Indeed, Maracaibo, Venezuela is as hot as Santiago de Cuba. However, the car I was in thought that it was time to stop and cool its engine. (14 photos)

Inspecting Our Thought Factory

One of the most important services that philosophy can offer us is teaching us how to think. However, to me it seems that the traditional way (from what I’ve seen) of approaching the teaching of philosophy and its history is not even conceived to achieve this aim.

Laziness: Mine & the Government’s

I didn’t have great expectations concerning the expected speech by the president this past July 26th at “Che” Guevara Square in the city of Santa Clara, but I was (and am) concerned about the excessive delay in the implementation of measures needed to pump fresh air into the suffocating national economy.