I more or less already have an idea of what the future holds for me, if I don’t decide to emigrate like many Cubans do and remain on the island where I was born. I have analyzed my situation with regard to telecommunications in Cuba very closely.
Warhol P’s Diary
During my time in Prague for a course, one of my class assignments was to hold a public art intervention so that we could then edit a video. For over two hours, our Cuban rhythm touched people on a busy promenade and infected everyone who was there who joined in the fun.
It was still morning when one of my neighbors came announcing that luncheon meat had arrived at the butchers. It’s custom here that somebody always notifies the rest of us about what has arrived at the bodega stores (where they sell rationed items).
Whose great idea was it to create Nauta email accounts? Nauta internet cards? I’m trying to figure out who it was that gave birth to these monsters, clearly created by the government owned ETECSA telecommunications empire.
All of my neighbors were summoned to one of those neighborhood nighttime meetings that we have every once in a while. Generally-speaking, I almost always go because I´m interested in knowing how things in our community are going.
There are a lot of people who fantasize saying that Fidel Castro is dead, however, we all know that this isn’t true because, from time to time, the media shows us images of this man alive and kicking.
I’ve drawn up a small list which could have been endless, in which I’ve written down the worst things I’ve seen about capitalism. Please take note that I use the 12 days I spent in the Czech Republic as my reference, the only capitalist country that I have had the opportunity to visit.
On the morning of August 16th, the Queen of Pop’s birthday, I received several calls and emails from friends confirming the fact that the star was visiting Cuba.
In spite of not having much time to get to know it very well, I got to walk along the Charles Bridge, take in the Vltava River, touch its frozen waters with my hands and, for the first time in my life, feel free. (8 photos)