Fidel passed away on a day that was, by chance, very close to the day that I had already planned to travel to Havana. Before leaving, I could sense the impact of such an important event in Mayari (in Cuba’s East) and now, almost instinctively, I can sense the same feeling in the capital city.
The general repression unleashed by the Ortega-Murillo regime to impede a rural mobilization headed to Managua earlier this week represents the family dictatorship’s second great political defeat this year, following the national protest expressed by massive abstention in the November elections.
Fidel Castro’s funeral rites are being used as an opportunity to call for a new oath: to sign the “concept of the Revolution”, which was declared by the Comandante 16 years ago, and which has been circulated to death, and can even be found in the country’s nightclubs.
The things you can read and hear these days overstep absolute craziness and border on the edge of a story that no human mind could have conjured, even if it were losing all of its screws.
Fidel Castro has passed away, and after the initial moment of crying and celebrations – temporary phenomena which are still necessary – there is one fact that we have to assimilate. His figure has marked the fate of too many lives for decades, which means that something so defining like his death can’t be overlooked.
Fidel Castro’s death hasn’t changed anything or rather, to not be black and white, it has changed very little in the island´s situation. The Commander-in-Chief wanted to spend the last decade of his life as a “soldier of ideas”, who didn’t intervene – at least publicly – in national matters.
With the death of Fidel Castro and amid so many blind passions, I’m driven to call for peace among us. Because if I don’t, I’ll consider myself riffraff, a comfortable and miserable spectator who doesn’t give a crap about the fact that Cubans are bleeding to death in the dark and thorny sea that divides us.
My rebirth from being a US Dreamer to an internationalist occurred because of the Cuban revolution, because of what Fidel and Che taught me when I was an airman “defending” the United States against all the bad guys.
My husband’s phone rang at 2am. A quick glance at the country dialing code, +53, jolted him out of his haze; an unexpected call in the early hours of the morning has more often than not proved to be the bearer of bad news.
In the wake of Fidel Castro’s death, many people are writing about his revolutionary legacy for the Left and socialism on the whole. The most important part of this legacy is the following 10 serious mistakes he made which should not be repeated by socialists if they hope to contribute to social progress.