Opinion

My Experiences Close to Fidel Castro

When I was 15 years old and had just finished 10th grade, I enrolled in a teacher training program. One fine day, Fidel appeared at our school. At the time he was excited about the idea of a new educational concept which was based on combining studies with agricultural work.

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Fidel’s Death, Another Dilemma among Cubans

Fidel passed away on a day that was, by chance, very close to the day that I had already planned to travel to Havana. Before leaving, I could sense the impact of such an important event in Mayari (in Cuba’s East) and now, almost instinctively, I can sense the same feeling in the capital city.

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Daniel Ortega’s Second Political Defeat

The general repression unleashed by the Ortega-Murillo regime to impede a rural mobilization headed to Managua earlier this week represents the family dictatorship’s second great political defeat this year, following the national protest expressed by massive abstention in the November elections.

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Cuba: The Absurd of the Absurd

The things you can read and hear these days overstep absolute craziness and border on the edge of a story that no human mind could have conjured, even if it were losing all of its screws.

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No Castro, New Problem!

Fidel Castro has passed away, and after the initial moment of crying and celebrations – temporary phenomena which are still necessary – there is one fact that we have to assimilate. His figure has marked the fate of too many lives for decades, which means that something so defining like his death can’t be overlooked.

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Cuba after Fidel: Saving Everything that Can Be Saved

Fidel Castro’s death hasn’t changed anything or rather, to not be black and white, it has changed very little in the island´s situation. The Commander-in-Chief wanted to spend the last decade of his life as a “soldier of ideas”, who didn’t intervene – at least publicly – in national matters.

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Happiness is Cuba’s Path

With the death of Fidel Castro and amid so many blind passions, I’m driven to call for peace among us. Because if I don’t, I’ll consider myself riffraff, a comfortable and miserable spectator who doesn’t give a crap about the fact that Cubans are bleeding to death in the dark and thorny sea that divides us.

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How Should We Grieve Fidel Castro?

My husband’s phone rang at 2am. A quick glance at the country dialing code, +53, jolted him out of his haze; an unexpected call in the early hours of the morning has more often than not proved to be the bearer of bad news.

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