If Vivaldi were Cuban
If Vivaldi had been born in today’s Cuba, we would not know his paradigmatic work The Four Seasons; rather, he would have probably composed something called The Two Seasons.
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The Importance of Change
Without the need for large investments or grandiose gestures, but by implementing a simple change and situating each person in their ideal station, we could resolve many of the problems that today strike us with great force in this country.
Waking from a dream
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.
Respectfulness vs. Crude Disregard
Today 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.
My Own Home
I’ve been going out with a woman of late. We met a few months ago, and yesterday she came over to my house for first time. My place is nice, comfortable, and it was great to be able to have my own house to spend time with her.
Havana Times Hits Six Months
Havana Times recently reached its six-month birthday and the scope and reach of the site has been far greater than I ever imagined, at least at this stage. It was originally conceived of as an alternative site that would update a few times a week, with reports, photos and opinions rarely seen in other Cuban media, including a novel section of diaries from Havana.
An Incredible Phoenix Story
“The Russian” (as he is known, due to his maternal lineage) was one of the most promising figures on the Cuban men’s volleyball team until he suffered a back injury during the Pan-American Games in Río de Janeiro in 2007.
Fabelo’s Cockroaches
Enormous cockroaches with human heads climb out across the polished surfaces of the Museum of Cuban Art. Some have fallen, while others seem to have made it to their destination: the roof, or maybe the sky.
The Message from Hollywood
It’s counterproductive that we flood our own television with this virus of senseless violence, crass selfishness and a slew of other banalities. This produces a tension within our people’s collective psyche, a dual tendency of acceptance and rejection.
City in Red
If I couldn’t identify more with this film, it was because of the obvious gaps in the script. The weaknesses in the storyline couldn’t be saved even by the good acting. I was unable to discern a leading character.