Autor
Jesús Arencibia Lorenzo
Profesor y periodista. Cubano y pinareño. Amo el magisterio y la escritura porque me parecen un ejercicio poético de la bondad. Creo en la palabra compartida.
From Camaguey to the US. From being a journalist (graduating from Oriente University in 2006, a professor and PhD in Communication Sciences to being a nursing student and nurse. From Spanish to English.
San Isidro is on fire. It has become a street swollen with cries and raised fists, with a pair of handcuffs hanging off them. San Isidro is radiating. With thousands of eyes answering screens back, in chaotic direct broadcasts that go straight to the heart and wake you up. San Isidro is exploding. Because the […]
This steep decline reveals serious flaws with this product. So much so that shortages and high prices of this product and its range of derivatives expose the inefficiency of government plans and the absurd hurdles that exist for private production to compensate for deficits.
After all, San Isidro, Vedado, and any part of the Island or communities abroad interested in the different faces of the truth; interested in defending others’ right to be honest -what Martí called freedom-, will be declared territories free of the imaginary Madagascar.
Three of the many who, since October 10th until the present day, have made activists of Cuban civil society, mostly young people, mostly related to the San Isidro Movement (MSI), an uneasy mountain in the archipelago’s civic plains.
I can only think about a good friend and his metaphor of the steel lollipop. Which, every now and again, the country’s leaders dip in honey and put it in Cubans’ mouths. People believe that this is a real candy, a real sweet, the kind that is on display in the glass window.
Not even lobster boat owners and their crews can eat lobster out on the high sea, the interviewee replies. He follows this up and tells me that everything that is caught needs to be handed over to ACOPIO (Cuba’s State purchasing entity) centers in offshore waters, near the cays.
Ever since the COVID-19 lockdown officially started in Cuba, a lot has been discussed about help, and the lack of it, for the people who are fighting the virus in health institutions on a daily basis.
Gabriela Sanchez-Bravo left Cuba with her family in 2005. She has now received a degree from the Upstate Medical University and is studying the 1st year of her Family Medicine residency at the Institute for Family Health in New York.
The fact that reality here in Cuba exceeds fiction is already too familiar. This time, it looks to me like reality has gone a little too far. If it was a matter of just overcoming reality, we wouldn’t have to be in such a tight fix.
There is a skill in his heart that nobody had to teach him as soon as he started walking: the language of hugging.
This story popped into my mind with the repetitive, energetic and patriotic calls for productivity and efficiency of the Cuban government.
In Cuban political discourse, “productive chains” are in fashion. But the speech seems not to announce its own ineffectiveness and is recycled, it sounds again in banners, slogans … Productive chains are lost in discursive chains.
This story unfolds on a Cuban Yutong bus running the route from Havana to Holguin. Chacal and Yakarta made sure to remind us that “this is tough love”.
Autores
Jesús Arencibia Lorenzo
Profesor y periodista. Cubano y pinareño. Amo el magisterio y la escritura porque me parecen un ejercicio poético de la bondad. Creo en la palabra compartida.
From Camaguey to the US. From being a journalist (graduating from Oriente University in 2006, a professor and PhD in Communication Sciences to being a nursing student and nurse. From Spanish to English.
This steep decline reveals serious flaws with this product. So much so that shortages and high prices of this product and its range of derivatives expose the inefficiency of government plans and the absurd hurdles that exist for private production to compensate for deficits.
I can only think about a good friend and his metaphor of the steel lollipop. Which, every now and again, the country’s leaders dip in honey and put it in Cubans’ mouths. People believe that this is a real candy, a real sweet, the kind that is on display in the glass window.
Gabriela Sanchez-Bravo left Cuba with her family in 2005. She has now received a degree from the Upstate Medical University and is studying the 1st year of her Family Medicine residency at the Institute for Family Health in New York.
This story popped into my mind with the repetitive, energetic and patriotic calls for productivity and efficiency of the Cuban government.
After all, San Isidro, Vedado, and any part of the Island or communities abroad interested in the different faces of the truth; interested in defending others’ right to be honest -what Martí called freedom-, will be declared territories free of the imaginary Madagascar.
Not even lobster boat owners and their crews can eat lobster out on the high sea, the interviewee replies. He follows this up and tells me that everything that is caught needs to be handed over to ACOPIO (Cuba’s State purchasing entity) centers in offshore waters, near the cays.
The fact that reality here in Cuba exceeds fiction is already too familiar. This time, it looks to me like reality has gone a little too far. If it was a matter of just overcoming reality, we wouldn’t have to be in such a tight fix.
In Cuban political discourse, “productive chains” are in fashion. But the speech seems not to announce its own ineffectiveness and is recycled, it sounds again in banners, slogans … Productive chains are lost in discursive chains.
San Isidro is on fire. It has become a street swollen with cries and raised fists, with a pair of handcuffs hanging off them. San Isidro is radiating. With thousands of eyes answering screens back, in chaotic direct broadcasts that go straight to the heart and wake you up. San Isidro is exploding. Because the […]
Three of the many who, since October 10th until the present day, have made activists of Cuban civil society, mostly young people, mostly related to the San Isidro Movement (MSI), an uneasy mountain in the archipelago’s civic plains.
Ever since the COVID-19 lockdown officially started in Cuba, a lot has been discussed about help, and the lack of it, for the people who are fighting the virus in health institutions on a daily basis.
There is a skill in his heart that nobody had to teach him as soon as he started walking: the language of hugging.
This story unfolds on a Cuban Yutong bus running the route from Havana to Holguin. Chacal and Yakarta made sure to remind us that “this is tough love”.
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