Diaries

Offerings to Yemayá?

On occasion adherents of the Yoruba religion make offerings to the Orishas: deities of African origin. Each deity is related to some element or force of nature, which is why the Yoruba religion is often celebrated as a medium for communion with the environment, with those entities for which modernity, in its ascent, has lost respect.

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Poor Luz Maria

Luz has the gift of being a first-rate cook. Going to her house is like visiting Havana’s renowned Bodeguita del Medio restaurant. She serves you what she has without thinking twice, even if there’s nothing left for her later on – or the money to buy it.

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Visiting the Zapatistas in Mexico

Behind the gates, masked individuals guard Oventic, one of the autonomous municipalities controlled by Zapatista rebels in southern Mexico. We find the tension floating in the air just as we get out of the van that took us to the entry of the Caracol II encampment, 20 minutes from San Cristóbal de las Casas.

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An Accident and Diabetes (I)

A month ago today I had an accident in my backyard. As I was trying to repair the concrete perimeter wall by myself – foolishly – an over 200 kilo slab fell on my left leg. I was lucky, because if it hadn’t fallen diagonally I’d be writing this story without toes, and I’d have to sign this diary as Osmel the cripple.

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Setting Boundaries

What a tremendous accomplishment it was that we Cubans – resolved to trace our own path – gathered enough courage to shake ourselves free of the tutelage of the United States.

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Stalinist Cubans Fighting Revolutionary Criticism (III)

Stalinist Cubans are the applied and persevering artisans of a possible capitalist transition within OUR country. Socialism doesn’t need smokescreens. The only way to confront precipices is to uncover them. To look into the abyss and see the abyss looking back, as Nietzsche once said. Only the brave – socialist or not – extend their eyes into the abyss.

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Where Building Isn’t Art

If my brother had wanted to become a carpenter, he wouldn’t have been able to; not because my craftsman grandfather’s death occurred unexpectedly, but because my grandfather wouldn’t have had the wherewithal to teach him. He didn’t have a workshop, or the raw material (wood) to work, or a way to obtain it.

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The Truth on Juanes Visit to Cuba

The presence of Verela at that concert was for me stranger than my family having transformed their Sunday routine. How was it that this man -who I have always known for being rebellious and an iconoclast- was singing amid that ocean of vacuous symbols and euphoria?

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Marvelous Legacy of a Shared Dream

I was in residence at the Ecumenical Research Department (DEI) in Costa Rica, when the study on civic participation that I was carrying out —by the force of circumstances— turned into passionate accompaniment of the social movement opposed to the signing of a Free Trade Agreement (FTA) with the United States.

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Bisa’s Cuba Visa

Although both sides had kept the meetings discreet, D.C. felt tremors radiating from some Washington offices. Feeling the ground shake, right-wing Cuban-American congressional offices requested the Department of State convene an “immediate informational meeting” on the activities of Bisa Williams to consider if contacts with the Cuban government had risen to “unnecessary levels.”

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