Pedro Pablo Morejon

I can’t switch on the small electric stove, so I open the fridge, take out a bit of powdered milk and stir it with some water from the tap.

These lawmakers (if we can call them this) only play the sad role of raising their hand & approving anything adopted by Cuba’s ruling elite.

Yep, it’s indeed difficult, but it’s not impossible. At the end of the day, happiness is just a journey, we never really reach it.

I woke up on May 1st just like on any other day. Then, I remembered that it was the day of the traditional May 1st parade..

It was 1980. I was 5 years old when some relatives of my maternal grandfather were able to come back and visit Cuba.

What does any of this have to do with Cuba you ask? Well, a lot, because this pattern is repeated in every human society…

I’d like to tell you about a scene that happened a few days ago, in one of the train’s wagons, full of people including myself.

As I was signing into my Facebook account one day, a while ago, I found a friend request from an unknown “lady”…

One case stirred both compassion and contempt in me. An old man, who had retired from MININT (Ministry of Interior) confessed…