Tuesday, March 03, 2009

A quitar la foto de Fidel y poner la de Raúl o volará tu cabeza

Con el permiso del ABC.es pero no puedo permitir que estas reflexiones del reconocido escritor cubano Carlos Alberto Montaner pasen a la historia inadvertidamente.

 

Acá se las dejo.

 

Raúl y su no tan nueva Cuba

POR CARLOS ALBERTO MONTANER

Actualizado Martes, 03-03-09 a las 13:07

Raúl Castro ha completado el proceso de sucesión dinástica. La totalidad del gabinete ya le responde disciplinadamente, con la excepción de Ramiro Valdés, un comandante histórico experto en coger gente presa y maltratarla sin compasión, con el que estuvo enemistado por muchos años. Fidel, pues, es ya irrelevante, y su muerte, cuando ocurra, será un suceso político que no tendrá otra importancia que la curiosidad de saber si lo creman y esparcen sus cenizas en la Sierra Maestra, lo momifican y lo acuestan, como a Lenin, rosadito y dócil, en la Plaza de la Revolución, o lo entierran en Birán, donde parece que están convirtiendo su casa natal en un mausoleo rural con olor a bosta de vacas y cantío de gallos. Mientras tanto, el viejo Comandante, enfundado en un chándal, cuando las tripas y las neuronas lo autorizan, se entretiene escribiendo unos parrafillos tontilocos a los que pomposamente califica de “reflexiones”, en lo que el forense le notifica que se acabó el baile.

Los grandes perdedores en estos cambios son Carlos Lage y Felipe Pérez Roque, dos delfines que esperaban desde hace años su turno generacional para ocupar el poder, pero ambos cometieron el inmenso error de declarar en diciembre de 2005 que Cuba tenía dos presidentes, Fidel y Hugo Chávez, y que la revolución estaba dispuesta a sacrificar su soberanía y su bandera en la asociación con Venezuela. Raúl, naturalmente, les hizo la cruz. De gente así, tan lejana a él y tan cercana a Hugo Chávez, ese hombre que le da de comer, pero que le parece un cruce imposible entre Cantinflas y el Che Guevara, Raúl jamás podía esperar la lealtad que suele demandar de sus subordinados.

Las estrellas ascendentes, en cambio, son Bruno Rodríguez, abogado y nuevo canciller, hijo de Carlos Rafael Rodríguez, un viejo economista marxista y tercera figura del régimen hasta su muerte, ocurrida en 1997, y Marino Murillo, quien reemplaza a José Luis Rodríguez como Ministro de Economía, un reformista in pectore que murió virgen, porque en su larga vida burocrática nunca pudo contarle a nadie que el comunismo le parecía un disparate. Con ellos, y con los ocho generales sembrados en la cúpula dirigente, Raúl piensa revitalizar la exangűe sociedad cubana, mejorar rápidamente su miserable nivel de vida, y llegar al Sexto Congreso del Partido Comunista, convocado para septiembre u octubre, con el objeto de plantear las líneas maestras de su nuevo rumbo y sentar las bases para una transmisión ordenada de la autoridad cuando él también haya pasado a mejor vida (lo dudo).

¿Qué tiene Raúl en la cabeza? Algunos cambios económicos, inversiones extranjeras a raudales, preferiblemente en asociación con el gobierno, y mucha disciplina para aumentar la producción. De cambios políticos: cero. Raúl va a tratar de manejar a la sociedad cubana de la misma manera que manejó al ejército durante medio siglo: ordeno y mando.

Mucha vigilancia. Mucho palo y tentetieso. Raúl cree que el problema está en el desorden y el robo de los cubanos, como el pobre Gorbachov, que tampoco era muy listo, creía que el problema de la URSS radicaba en el alcoholismo de los rusos.

¿Nada va a cambiar? Sí: Raúl no está interesado en polemizar con Washington ni en hacer la revolución planetaria. El “Socialismo del siglo XXI” de su protector Chávez le parece una manera boba de perder el tiempo. Él ya pasó por eso. Él sólo quiere ser un dictador doméstico, eficaz y tranquilo, y dedicar los últimos cinco años de su vida a arreglar los desaguisados de los cincuenta que gobernó su hermano. Nada más.

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Tuesday, January 20, 2009

La realidad del pueblo cubano

Tomado de Tele Madrid.

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Monday, November 03, 2008

We are making a difference

I lived a long time in a country where elections did not mean anything. They were designed to maintain the only one party in power and a dictator for more than 50 years in the presidency. We were obligated to vote in the elections or we would have lost our jobs if we dared to do not vote. And I remember how at the end of the elections the authorities were publishing the rates of participation that were always more than 97% and how they compared always with the same rates in USA % which were always around 50%.

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This year I felt proud to be on that line and stand for 4.5 hours to vote, no because I was afraid of losing my job or because I had a police car in the front of my house to obligate me to vote but because I believed that this year we have an election where we have the opportunity to make the difference.


All this probably many Americans do not see it, but the true is that for the first time in the American history the whole world have the eyes opened looking on what is going to happen in this elections. No matter who wins we are going to have the first woman in the Vice presidency or the first African-American as president. And that's something that 4 years ago I could not believe that could happen here in our country.


Many things have changed in the last 8 years and you can see that in this Presidential Elections.

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Thursday, September 25, 2008

Cuba, the cruel reality

I found today this short video shot by an Argentinian that traveled to Cuba in his vacation.



It's really interesting to see how a foreigners react when they discover by themselves that Cuba Communist propaganda has been lying to them all these years.

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Politicians in Cuba

I was watching a movie "The man of the year" and there I heard this sentence: Politicians are like diapers, they need to be changed often. And in both cases for the same reason. Being a Cuban-American this reminded me to Cuba where politicians have not been changed since 1959. Then I thought, well, those diapers should be full of shit. Is not time to change them?

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Monday, July 23, 2007

Florida

In my gadget bag I always carry beside my UMPC a 6 Megapixels digital camera because living in Florida there are lot of chances to capture some good pictures like these:



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Thursday, June 21, 2007

My tribute to Glenn Beck, yes Glenn, stop bashing immigrants because that what you are to begin with.

 Glenn Beck is a smart guy. And I enjoy his program on CNN Headline news. But not all the time. When he speaks about immigration you can see in his eyes the hidden racism deep inside of him. So, when I read this wonderful article from Sex and the Beach, I could not stop thinking about him. Warning, there is a lot of cursing in this article so if you are under age 18, you better stop reading here.

Greetings, citizens of the world, far and wide. It has come to my attention that communication is a major issue in third world countries such as Darfur Miami. So Maestra Manola Finlandia, an expert in Spanglish who teaches at the Ritz Carlos School of Language, has taken on a philanthropic mission paralleled only by Bradgelina to teach the world the language of the new America.
Listen, screw all the news. Many of you bitch about Hispanics but none of you have paid any thought to this very interesting phenomenon: the hard-working, highly-intellectual Cuban-Americans raised in Miami who aren't some yahoos living in mud huts. My Cubanos ... you know who you are and I'm not talking about stogies! It's time we made a statement and flung some verbal frituras de bacalao out into the world!

THIS IS FUCKING AMERICA, GET OVER IT YOU PASTY-FACED CHILDREN OF SLAVE OWNERS FROM TEN GENERATIONS AGO WHO ORIGINALLY CAME FROM EUROPEAN POTATO FARMERS! ONE-LANGUAGE SPEAKING XENOPHOBIC DOLT WHO CAN'T DANCE DOESN'T EXACTLY SPELL WORDLY SOPHISTICATION OR HUMAN WISDOM, EH? WHAT DO YOU EXPECT WHEN THE PENINSULA IS SITUATED SO CLOSELY TO OTHER COUNTRIES? WAR, IMMIGRATION, EXILE, LINGUISTIC CROSS-POLLINATION, ETC; IS LIKE THE M.O. OF WORLD HISTORY AND CULTURE ALREADY! SO DON'T LORD IT OVER ME, YOU HONKY ASSHOLE!
Oh, but Maestra Manola Finlandia has enjoyed deep, rich irony in her life, such as the fact that she too is pasty-faced. Favorite line:

"You're Cuban? Really? I would've never thought so. I thought all people not from America were black and stupid and didn't speak English. Who knew? You're whiter than my South Beach bleached ass and have blue eyes. What's more, your English diction is more impeccable than the Oxford Dictionary tear sheets the Queen uses to wipe her ass on the royal toilet. How can you possibly be Cuban?"
See, apparently many Americans have an issue with Spanish. They get so pissed off about it, they even cancel blogs. Shit! It doesn't matter that the man who "discovered" America was a greedy Genovese (that's Italy, people) mother fucker who screwed the Queen of Spain to kill a bunch of Indians and deplete this continent of its natural resources just to fill his own pocket and masturbate to the cross while millions of Jews and Muslims were being slaughtered in a horrible inquisition.
He spoke Spanish, you say? Well, then that's it. Although not documented, it is said that Sir Francis Drake refused to clink his glass of calvados with Old Columbo! This may have had to do with the fact that one was dead, but heck, it was pirates in the Caribbean back then, and you know ... oh and less does it matter that the first fucking city in the territory currently know as the United States of America was St. Augustine, Florida, founded by a bunch of spick monks. Damn!
Oh and all those desperate English-speaking people who took the bangers-and-mash boat over from England to land in Plymouth because they hated their greedy, disgusting rancid-smelling fat pig of a king who dispensed with wives like he spit out peach pits inspite of all this Magna Carta crap, they were a bunch of mother fuckers also.
Y'all, half of them stayed sequestered in the Appalachians and came out with Pork BBQ and Southern twang, as well as a predilection for maudlin, melodious songs. All these idiots were followed by genocidal-crazy Germans who ended up killing a bunch of Jews (oh no! just broke Godwin's law!), lightbulb-challenged Polacks, pizza-tossing Italians and so forth, while all the peeps who used to live here were treated like shit.
And there you have it, the history of America in one fell swoop. IS IT ANY WONDER WE ARE A 231-YEAR-OLD COUNTRY? GOD BLESS AMERICA! MORE OR LESS THE SAME SHIT THAT HUMANITY HAS BEEN DOING SINCE DAY ONE IS GOING ON NOT JUST HERE BUT EVERYWHERE.
Conclusion: we are all a bunch of assholes from somewhere else and in spite of this, so many amazing people born here have made a positive dent in the history of the world. What would the earth do without the chongas from Hialeah going viral? I'm telling ya, there's hope yet!

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