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Acto repudio cons of Reinaldo Escobar, 20 November 2009.
Photo: Sven Creutzmann / Mambo

last night in a deserted street, assaulted by three guys who wanted to steal my bag. They dragged me to the ground, beaten, threatened me "plant" with a knife that I have not seen. They finally fled without the bag, I do not let go despite their kicks.
sudden irruption of violence is the first time it hit me. I was afraid, afraid physically, I felt weak, I did not know how it would end. At the same time, I thought it was unjust, unfair , I do not want these three guys who were bent on the ground against a girl to win anything, and I resisted.
short, nothing serious eventually, but a diffuse sense of insecurity and persistent, distressing impression that the street is a rather threatening. However, I went to the police complaint, an officer listened to me, took my statement and I am left with the comforting illusion that even the guilty would be punished if they were caught. And soon I'll get my usual confidence.
This outburst of fear, and that comfort of being defended by laws, remind me to violence and actos de repudio which follow diligently the last few weeks in Cuba - in front of Vladimiro Roca, cons Yoani then cons Reinaldo in downtown against the Ladies in White before yesterday, the Omni cons who write that they were dislodged yesterday their workshop by rapid response brigades. Or last May against writer Angel Santiesteban, who has two broken arms in the street dealing with cons-revolutionary.
There is no loss of life, it's true, there are no weapons that circulate in these heinous custom events, but there is the essential detail that this violence with impunity. For those who are victims of physical fear, instinctive, is all the stronger they know they are helpless, out of state protection. Worse: the intimidation is part of the state policy *.
Imagine for a moment whether you the target of this policy, you who say, keep a blog where you criticize what you feel is objectionable and that, whenever you leave home you may be suddenly surrounded by people screaming and furious, ready to strike you without qualms and without consequences. You
hit you, not someone else, not by chance.
And all these people who attack you without knowing you, you can not even consider the reasoning: the more they will be aggressive, the better for them, they are just for that. Limits are surely set somewhere, but you do not know - you just know that you have no possible shelter. This perspective permeates agonizing
your days and nights, it does not happen naturally, not every day, but it is latent. And you, the target of attacks, stay alone with the certainty of your vulnerability, indefenso , every minute. Unabated.
So yes, seen from afar and from above, it just seems wrong direction which is repeated more or less predictable. But there, amid the fray, the fear must be all-consuming.
It is against this fear that is also measured by the determination to speak, when it is so simple to be quiet.

* Fidel Castro's speech July 26, 2005:
"Envalentonados por la aparente impunidad sus aventuras, el pasado viernes 22 de julio, cuando todo effort is focused on rebuilding the country, the "defenders of civil society," encouraged by the U.S. Interests Section and greatly encouraged by the flights and broadcasts almost daily military aircraft and subversive messages, coupled with belief spread by the Miami mob that they were on the bags to an imminent collapse of the revolution, were encouraged to implement a new challenge, but this time the people, indignant over such barefaced acts of treason, intervened with patriotic fervor and not allowed to move to a single mercenary (Applause). And so will many times as necessary (Applause) as traitors and mercenaries exceed one millimeter beyond what the revolutionary people, whose fate, whose lives are at stake against the voracious empire, most inhuman and bloody history, is willing to allow. "

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internal deformities

For your safety, Rodolfo Peraza , La Habana, 2008

tellement du mal à écrire je suis de ce qui déprimée is passe dans l ' île. Rally repudiation, Manipulations poisseuses, opportunismes et lâchetés, the island and outside.
One day a friend told me the story of the little pigs reared under a sink in an apartment in Havana - one of those piglets whose vocal cords are cut so they do not make noise during the few months where they are fattened at home.
The apartments are small, housing is a recurring problem. In short, he had been placed under a sink, so it does not bother too much. He had grown up, grown without ever leaving his corner, unable to move. Christmas arrives, its time has come, vaya a lechon para Navidad !
is the fate to kill and eat. And there, disgusting vision: the animal had the spine twisted the plug from the sink, his body had grown up around, deformed, a large hole in the middle of the back. Animal denatured monstrously adapted to its conditions.

I sometimes feel that the Cubans are thus deformed inside. At first glance, it is not noticeable. They adapt to the conditions within which they live and grow, and grow crooked, bifid. For many, the words are hollow, do not make sense, the commitments are worthless, they abdicate any form of personal responsibility. And when
asked to come and participate in the spoils against people they do not know, to play their role in disaster simulation which also encloses general, they obey like robots, total : if no one is responsible nothing chico, and if everybody is rotten. Almost a fun finally. Not to mention the advantages and underground in the accounts of petty ideological merit (a telephone line, an authorization for a scholarship abroad, a little power ... the range is wide when everything is in receivership).

Two weeks ago, while Yoani was leaving to join a demonstration unpublished organized by Omni among other things, she was abducted in a car by segurosos , hit and threatened. One of the guys in civilian clothes, was identified as "Officer Rodney , photo support. Reinaldo's husband Yoani, then publicly made an appointment to the famous Rodney, he comes to explain this sadistic violence against a woman, the bear in person.
The rendezvous was fixed at the corner of G and 23 on Friday night. And then, surprise: a festival of youth out of the hat authorities, same time, same place, announced the day before the news. And "the people" gathered for the occasion, so attentive, so spontaneous , immediately recognized (but how?) The "mercenaries" who were standing there, and launched one of these acto de repudio which Cuba has sad paternity.
Well, that's how it works. There are handling and acceptance of handling, and the assembly is to vomit.
And above that, in this environment venomous, jealousy, pettiness, the divisions that do not even have to be handled, human nature being what it is.

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Juanes and spies

Last Sunday, Juanes on the Place de la Revolution in Havana, mega-concert three blocks from my old home! Damn! I can not remember the number of times I called La camisa negra and A dios pido the festivities in Cuba, I am a big fan, I loved being there, let's be clear.

Yet, looking at the pictures, I feel like a show full of good intentions and emotions a bit forced. Almost a misunderstanding. As this excerpt where Juanes and Miguel Bosé sing " an island called freedom": they have facial expressions full of suffering, the situation is serious, talking about Cuba, "listen to the words" recommends Bosé who wrote ten years ago while returning from Cuba just ... except that it's still a Cuba seen by foreigners, cliche-cuba, cuba-flag, cuba-I-tell-your-name- but-I-speak-of-me-in-fact.

Let us be clear, I am sure that Cubans were delighted with the concert. But the island of good feelings "sympathizers" fall often flat, and there is a discrepancy between what they believe and what mean the Cubans button.

I imagine for a moment what would have been a chorus on this site you Lucha yuca Ray Fernandez, or Aldeanos welcoming everyday heroes who are not those is believed, or Decadencia has to arise, or even The Yabo of Felpa azul , Clan 537, which refers to police abuse (not to mention the Comandante Porno Para Ricardo).

only spark of second degree on the scene Sunday, involuntary demand Juanes apparently Silvio Rodriguez Ojalá sung, beautiful love song for everyone, except for Cubans who see a veiled message (to Fidel? to Papito Serguera? " P ourvu a flash make you suddenly disappear, never to see you both, just to see you always, every second, every vision ... ").

PS: on Penúltimos Días, the text of the exchange between Juanes, Bosé and Cuban officials, a few hours of the concert, where the two singers are threatening to drop everything. Apparently, they come to realize they were monitored, and are shocked. "Why they humiliate us like this? Why do they abuse us like that? " moaned Miguel Bosé. It is surprising that their astonishment: Juanes is it so naive that he did not imagine it would be tracked, that all his travels, his encounters, his remarks would be carefully recorded ? He believed himself protected by his "good intentions" when it is contrary to the G2 deploys more zeal in finding loopholes that may later prove useful?