Human Rights in Cuba

Time To Change

Waiting for help
Waiting for help

Hostages of the Revolution / Orlando Luis Pardo Lazo

Orlando Luis Pardo Lazo, Translator: Unstated

The media coverage (the nonsense of international reporters excitedly

applauding on my cellphone until its batteries nearly ran out) is

overwhelming: everyone is convinced that Raul's reforms deepen and

expand (metastasis of Marxist materialism?), because Cubans can finally

buy and sell expensive stuff like houses and cars, and even the

/immigration promise was kept earlier rather than later

(abolishing one of the most feudal laws of Fidel, Law No. 989 of

December 5, 1961); in short, that the Post-Communist Transition,

compañeros, is now just around the corner…

Insisting on the little digital whines of the Cuban dissidence is now,

relative to democratic standards, practically an indulgence

of spoiled children. The world's not going so well, honey… to our

paternalized people, of course, the lack of information (for that is

paradise: a stockade that keeps out the crap and evil,

Biblical-totalitarian kitsch). If we only knew… Europe is in free fall,

for example, and the United States is being Latin Americanized. There

will be a holy nuclear war in the uncaricaturizable name of Allah. The

ex-Socialist republics are mafia (and don't even mention Miami, please).

As insular people, we non-conformist Cubans should shut up for a while.

We must be humble and survive without those rights that were commonplace

in December 1958 (ah, the putrid Republic), and even without many that

existed from colonial times (independence encountered a great deal of

legal work done by other less homicidal tendencies).

But, you already know, the Revolution justifies the means (including the

mass media). And the fears.

I read and reread the travel/immigration prophecies for 13 January 2012

(13-1-13, the date could be reordered as 3-3-3 with a certain

apoCUBAlyptical fervor). I am not a lawyer (as I quickly remind the

experts of the political every time they kindfully kidnap me), so

perhaps that's why I don't understand anything. I live in Braille or in

a guttural language of the mute. We must have faith, including fossil

faith. That they read from Power. We must wait for the future. Wait for


A detail very clear to me. We have lost the last documented evidence of

the barbarity: our passport, which was supposed to be a State obligation

to us. From next year, we will return to that ridiculous status of the

citizens with only an identity card (a little plastic thing with digital

fingerprints and organ donations, but with no value on the rest of the

planet). Now no one will get a visa to any "enemy" country if the

Government doesn't want them to. No more incriminating shows about the

violation of a human right key to our real liberation. The exile will be

left in an extremely Cuban house of shit, while the "insile" will

consists of legitimate citizens and citizens who are traitors to their

class for the State. Raulpolitik caste. With a little luck, even the

aeronautical nightmare of the paleo-revolutionary will

come to pass.*

For my part, before it becomes an object (who knows if

incriminating), I will keep my poor little first passport under lock and

key (next to the dry innocence of my umbilical cord and milk teeth), for

my grandchildren or my biographers, as a reminder of when the Cuban

crisis shattered the Sugar Curtain.

*Translator's note: Ricardo Alarcon, president of the National Assembly,

responded to Eliecer Avila — who was asking questions on behalf of

computer science students at a large assembly — that among the reasons

Cubans could not travel freely was that so many would want to do it the

planes would hit each other in the sky.

From Diario de Cuba

October 17 2012

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