Maybe it’s just my desire to believe that something’s changing that has made me notice a certain tendency to a collective catharsis. Where I once saw shrugged shoulders and people pretending not to see, I can see now fingers pointed at the problems and mouths that talk about disagreement. Taking the first available chance of… Continue reading Speak now or shut up until the next debate

Infanta Street amazes us with its market, the largest stock of pirated copies of movies and music in the city; with its huge church, whose portal competes on the volume of urine with the outside of the Asturian center, currently the Museum of Universal Art, and with its funny graffiti that, like this one, could… Continue reading “The damn circumstance…”

Infanta Street amazes us with its market, the largest stock of pirated copies of movies and music in the city; with its huge church, whose portal competes on the volume of urine with the outside of the Asturian center, currently the Museum of Universal Art, and with its funny graffiti that, like this one, could… Continue reading “The damn circumstance…”

The boys of Omni-Zona Franca have found the solution to the problem of the plucked handsets, to the voice that says “the number cannot be reached due to overflow in the lines” and the appetite of the phone that swallows our coins without compassion. If what we want is a phone, here we have it:… Continue reading “In war as in peace we will maintain communications”

The boys of Omni-Zona Franca have found the solution to the problem of the plucked handsets, to the voice that says “the number cannot be reached due to overflow in the lines” and the appetite of the phone that swallows our coins without compassion. If what we want is a phone, here we have it:… Continue reading “In war as in peace we will maintain communications”

Between astonished and happy, we the people of Havana are living a “truce for taxi drivers” that has allowed drivers, who don’t have a license to transport people without police harassment. No one knows for certain the exact day when this permissive measure started. We figured it out it by the short time we must… Continue reading Voluntary blindness

There are many ways of leaving, even staying. I can spot it every day when I meet with people I have not seen for a long time, and they tell me that they spend their time in their homes, that they seldom go out, that they barely see the news or watch the TV. They… Continue reading The shell technique

What’s going on? Should I wonder each time I realize the high amount of police force in the streets, especially in the areas of Central Havana and Old Havana. The fact of seeing a man in uniform on every corner; or that the Central Park and the Capitol are, each time more often, guarded by… Continue reading Under custody

My son has worn this week for the first time his “peas color” uniform at a high school building of Groin architecture barely five minutes from our Yugoslavian model building. The last days of vacations were marked by the process of buying the shoes, the search for a new backpack, and the discussions about how… Continue reading The school year starts

Today, Monday, September 10th, it is scheduled that in our zone we meet for the election of the candidates of the district. The citation came yesterday as a paper put under my door and in the hallway a banner printed in color tells me “Assist.” It happens, however, that all of this brings me only… Continue reading I abstain