Along the Malecon - Dogs and puppies index
We're free. We're independent. And we fight for our independence - today, yesterday and always.
Nothing can stop us. Not even death, because those who try to wipe us out will have to die, too.
They're re-broadcasting the show already?Playing it again? a bartender replied. Fidel hasn't finished. He's still talking.
Yes, as long as you ask a question about exactly what I am talking about at this precise moment.
The Guantanamo Bay McDonald's. Source of photo: Cobolhacker.com
Cuba doesn't sponsor terrorism. The terrorist bands are in Miami.
Cuban soldiers from a nearby base
Lights of Guantanamo. Through a telescope, we just make out the American flag flying at half-mast on the Sept. 11 anniversary
What we want is peace. We're victims of terrorism, not terrorists.
Gen. Jose Solar
If the new U.S. administration really wants to demonstrate its commitment to the fight against terrorism, it has the opportunity now to act firmly and without double standards against the different terrorist organizations that attack Cuba from U.S. territory.Links:
Lately, the new American administration has made overtures to “enemy states,” one of which is Cuba. But my question is: why did it have to take this long?
The government tells us that we can’t deal with the island nation because it is Communist. Well, isn’t China Communist too?
...if we can deal with China, then we surely should be able to deal with our close neighbor as well.
The colleague from the British agency minimizes the fact that our society’s greatest treasure is its human capital. That is why, appealing over and over to the recourse of participation by all, Cuba emerges gracefully from complex situations.Link:
Tequilita of Vedado loves corn flakes
CIA in Cuba
I was born on a farm…called Birán. It wasn’t a town, or even a village – just a few isolated houses. The roads at that time were just big mud tracks. People traveled on horseback or in oxcarts. There were no motorized vehicles yet, or even electric light. When I was little, we lit the house with wax candles and kerosene lamps.This was Fidel Castro's home. I don't know how much of it is original. Fire destroyed at least part of the home many years ago, the guide told me.
It was a house constructed in Spanish architecture, or rather Galician. I should point out there my father was a Spaniard, a Galician, from the village of Lancara, in the province of Lugo, the son of poor campesinos.
My house was inspired by that architecture in Galicia, because it was built on wooden piles, like stilts. These piles were over six feet tall, which was the usual way of building houses in Galicia.
Castro: I remember that when I was three or four years old, the cows slept underneath the house. They’d be brought in at nightfall, and they’d sleep under the house. And they’d be milked there, tied to some of the piles.
Under the house there was also…a little pen with pigs and fowl – at various times there’s be chickens, ducks, guinea hens, turkeys and even a few geese.
Castro: In my childhood I can assure you that in Birán fewer than 20 percent of the people who lived there knew how to read and write, and even those who did so with great difficulty.
Very few made it to the sixth grade. There I had the experiences that enable me today to understand how much an illiterate person suffers.
Fidel Castro's first school.
I believe that Antonio Lopez told me Castro sat in this seat in the first row
Castro: In Birán, the people who didn’t know how to read and write would ask the ones who did to write a letter to the woman they were courting, for example.
But it wasn’t that they dictated a letter – tell her so-and-so and so-and-so – that he dreamed about her last night and that he’s not eating for thinking about her....
No, he’d tell the one who knew how to read and write, ‘No, no, you just write whatever you think I ought to write to her.’ To win over the girlfriend! I’m not exaggerating. I lived during a time when things were like that.
Castro: In those surroundings, from the time I was a very young boy I lived among the sights and the work of the country – the trees, the sugar cane, the birds, the insects….
I believe the guide said cockfights took place here
Castro: I lived with people of the most humble origins. I remember the illiterate unemployed men who would stand in line near the cane fields, with nobody to bring them a drop of water, or breakfast, or lunch, or give them shelter, or transport. And I can’t forget those children going barefoot.
All the children whom I played with in Birán, all those I grew up with, ran around with, all over the place, were very, very poor.
The images of so many poor, hard-working, humble people there in Birán will never be erased from my mind….