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MARIO J. TORRES
Confusion
When Cuban dignity and its national
values have fallen in unmeasurable abyss and at the moment in which the
traitor to the homeland cries out the opposite, the people, desperate, in
the middle of their arid jungle of dissatisfied needs and harassed by daily
nightmare and slow torture are blinded with the cruel and unjust light of
confusion, brought about, maybe, by a logical mechanism of defense before
the drama, where diverse and unexpected reactions target these human beings
who, hurt to death, tend to look for culprits and mistakenly mix the main
guilty one of the drama with other values not responsible for the tragedy as
if it were not possible to separate one from the other. Hence, this rare
phenomenon can make the average Cuban nowadays, not in all the cases but in
may, reject his own values, hate his green palm trees and beautiful sky,
huts, mountains and prairies, his blue beaches and formerly fertile land and
also force him to consider them as part of the spell; that he may blame his
own nationality and that he feels degraded and ashamed by it and in such a
great and incredible insult, that he could even curse on his history and
himself, considering himself as inferior and pretending to be somebody else.
In a large number of cases, many wake up from this bad dream when escaping
from punishment and after breaking their chains and then they do realize
that their alligator is not the predator but the victim, that their land is
not sick but became ill, that they are really valuable and their identity
does not constitute their opprobrium nor their disgrace and also that all
their wealth and pride have not disappeared but have been hidden by a
ruthless creature within their very land now despised and one not too
distant day, when God raises that painful fulfillment and all dark clouds
vanish from the island's skies, the Cuban land will be born again with a
greater well-being, joy and freedom for its sons and daughters.
MARIO J TORRES
JULY 2004
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