Though most of us here have ever known the terrible experience of war, no one in Cuba is unaware the word “fight.” No one here escapes having to “fight” or “struggle.”
Even if you don’t have the knack for being a merchant, somehow we find a way to sale any object that might have any value.
In the 1990s everything began to disappear. Within two years, we plunged into the depth of our crisis. Almost no factory operated; benefits and services were null. I was in fact only an adolescent and not fully conscious of the process; I just knew that one day prices began to rise and products disappeared.
Read MoreWhile several of the current directions in philosophy excite me, the one I know somewhat better is Radical Constructionism. I developed a short course in which I included cognitive, theoretical, biological and practical tools employed in an integral and progressive way in the construction of reality.
Read MoreI’m ashamed to admit it that it took observing a foreigner to make me reflect about the need to be concerned about my environment. He did it in a very simple way: by his example.
Read MoreSince I was little, I’ve always heard the expression ‘There’s strength in unity’, but sincerely, I hadn’t seen it practiced for many years. We Cubans are so accustomed to negligence that it seems something normal, something we need not complain about.
Read MoreThe first thing that struck me in that text was the question of anonymity. It seems that a very serious demand is being made on these little kids, a demand that someone determined they could make on someone else’s children without first asking their parents.
Read MorePeriodically in Cuba, national debates are held on important legal initiatives, such as the recent discussion of the new Social Security Act. In those instances, however, divergent perspectives are not presented in the press.
Read MoreThat magic sometimes occurs, but almost always, when we look back, we continue being the same people, only now eating McDonald’s quarter-pounders and wearing newer jeans. However, there’s another change occurring; now I see it more clearly.
Read MoreWhenever I come to visit, my uncle is under his blue blanket. It’s made of thick wool and it covers him up to his ears. It doesn’t’ matter if it’s one or three in the afternoon. He says that his headache prompts him to hide that way: under his own blue sky with no clouds.
Read MoreToday we have very well-mannered people, but also many people like these, who don’t believe in anybody. Violence engenders violence, because it is as cold as ice, and at the same time it burns like fire, and its light can leave us blind.
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