I’ve been thinking about the effect of time as the years pass in my country,Cuba.
Days, months, years go by, and relentless time plunges us without pause into an apparently endless spiral. A spiral made of darkness, misery, ongoing hardship, absent freedom, and broken dreams. And we sink, unable to keep the same old question from echoing: “How long? How long can this continue? How long…?”
It has been very long: long the suffering, long the destruction, long the exhaustion. And yet, the excessive length of this nightmare may end up leaving us a great blessing: the blessing of “never again on this earth.”
Because there is no better filter than time.
If Fidel Castro had died in the Sierra Maestra, and with him the idea of the “Cuban Revolution” had died, we would very likely have come out from under Batista’s dictatorship and restored democracy, but Fidel would have remained in our minds as the great promise of a better Cuba. Today we would revere him; we would consider him little less than a saint. And at every social problem, at every injustice, at every hint of misery, we would shake our heads saying: “If Fidel hadn’t died, this wouldn’t have happened,” “If Fidel had succeeded, this country would be wonderful.”
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I’ve been thinking about the effect of time as the years pass in my country,Cuba.
Alivio ante conclusión de la huelga de hambre de Yosvany Rosell García Caso Pendiente de su evolución, los próximos días serán cruciales