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My wishes for By 2010

Approaching 2010. When a year we give just a natural impulse to evaluate the path traveled and plan to go left. It is difficult, if not impossible, to dare to describe a dream, a project staff that one can find lists of all inhabitants of a country. In the case of Cubans think we could say without fear of contradiction that dream is family reunification. The Phantom of the separation of families and friends have given our history, personal and social, over the past 50 years. The few dinners and parties still take place on 24 and 31 December in Cuba always end in a nostalgic toast, in a furtive tear shed for those who no longer or who are known not to be soon and so is our happy moments anecdotes become ambivalent, torn as we are by the joy and sadness of farewells.

The 2010 might be different if it intends to us. The 2010 could be the year that all Cubans stop mourn for those who do not have, and what is not and unite to shout for freedom of the country using all means at our disposal.

My wish for 2010? That these projects new year every Cuban to be plotted is the commitment to do something to bring freedom to our island.

!! Happy 2010 !!!!!

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my island in the Caribbean

Cubans from all over the world are preparing to participate in the International Marathon for Human Rights in Cuba to be held in 13 cities in America and Europe on December 5th. The blogosphere is not left behind and from our digital stations also raise our voices and we will require the Castro dictatorship, freedom, liberty and freedom for the pearl of the Caribbean, this beautiful island we call with pride.

And for those who still believe that the Cuban Revolution is that promise utopia, the paradise promised, here are the link to the document prepared by Human Rights Watch about the fulfillment of human rights Cuba recently released under the command of Raúl Castro. Same Castro Cuba New

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Ale is back

As I've definitely learned a phoenix to rise from my own ashes. As the fierce and bloody proud I took my time, I licked my wounds and I was up again. Here I am again, more beautiful than ever, inside and out. Now radiate light not only believed in me off but the light of all those who believe me and have always been there, even without my knowing ... and think I've spent years thinking about loneliness!

my friends in the web, thanks, I never thought that would take the comments left me and certainly would not have even imagined that friends come here from today I swell with pride and who have opened their homes and hearts. Politically incorrect, Evelioguzman, Jose Ramon, Bendeasis, Aesop's Cuba ... you owe me. Ale is here.

My colleagues who quickly became my friends, my nurses, my family, THANK YOU.

To my brothers and my parents despite being so far have been so close, THANKS.

If I've learned anything these days is that the heat produced by the true love knows no distance. Thank you all for showing me what it was, had let me LOVE confound the concept.

Ale is back and has become reconciled with mankind and with itself. Ale is back to radiate light, to love again when the time comes, to give them a smile to all and that you are happy to be who he is but overall he's happy that you all are who they are.

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uprooting and just loves that violence against Cuban bloggers

Alejandra today is sad ... so sad that I find myself talking in third person as young children. Starred in the twilight of love and the familiar pain in my chest which has established executioner laughing while tears my heart happy. Do not be mine anymore. So what I wanted, I believe necessary and inevitable, and despite having wanted I can not help but feel this restlessness, this emptiness, this lump in my throat that heralds tears and puffy eyes.

I just talked to my father and I could almost feel his pain through the telephone line. I know that years of life would just to be with me now. "That does not say - I said I have not raised a coward." And I certainly have not done ... yet here I am, looking at the Seine and dreaming of what might have been but was not.

On days like this I think more often Cubans as I face life outside the island. As if the rootlessness of exile sentársenos insists on the shoulders and make us a while no matter pasearle must falter under the weight.

I walk, I head down, absorbed but not enough not to notice the man watching me from a corner. Half-smile as I understand this moment that I treasure today is life, that it is no fight my sadness, however, it is best to welcome you as a loyal friend who comes to teach me something of what we forget when we are happy and come march now also giving way to another experience, another feeling that will make my day and I will bring to the banks of the Seine.

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What came fearing finally happened: Cuban bloggers have been assaulted by security agents of the Cuban government. What happened and how it happened can be read here:


http://www.desdecuba.com/generaciony/
http://octavocerco.blogspot.com/
http://desarraigos.blogspot.com/

! Viva Cuba libre!

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Aji Aya Bombe! ("Better dead than slave" in Taino language)

Where did we come from Cubans, vivacious people with a genetic detector drum rhythm and a good joke? What are our origins? For most of us the first inhabitants of the island are a distant reality, a bloodline that has gone without a trace in our veins. However, let us clues here and there, as responsible parents trying to convey a lesson.

In 2003, in a cave Baracoa, a group of archaeologists led by Professor Roberto Fernández Orduñez found a surprisingly complete skeleton. He was a man about 40 years, belonging to the Taino culture, which died of a fractured forehead and was buried with honors of a native chief. All these features fit perfectly with the known biographical details about Guamá chief, leader of the Cuban War. Scientifically speaking it is still necessary to date the date of death of this individual to confirm this bold hypothesis. If you died after 1500 then can be little doubt that this is because at that time Guamá was the only living Indian chief who had resistance to the English colonizers.

Since I'm not an archaeologist, I can rest assured with the hypothesis that the more I like. For me, certainly, the body belongs to Guam who, as a protective father, beat even the barrier of death and time to remind us that we come from a decent race who fought fiercely for their freedom, they dreamed of expelling the land to those who enslaved them and not intimidated to the numerical and technological superiority of the invader. Aji aya bombe! Seems to whisper this corpse haunted by the chains that have dragged their island. Aji aya bombe! It seems that we want to force that, tossed up to us to repeat with force AJI AYA BOMB!

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On the other loves of Alejandra: Berlin

After a year back to Berlin. The cold, dry air permeates my nostrils decongesting completely and giving me the sweet aroma of Christmas cakes, the glühwein and elegant perfumes. The gray clouds, late at night early, approach me, I almost kiss. I tend obsessive organization hand making sure that everything will happen as expected. The heads up the Berliners, Germans in general, their sense of proud possession of the city awakens once more my admiration ... that could be admired, if gleaning well, even a little envy. I feel I've reached my second home.

I walk Alexanderplatz, the square that was formerly the proud emblem of German socialism and today shows me dream malls, tourists from all corners and people who freely and peacefully express their way of think, whatever it is. Walk along Karl Marx Allee , entered the station Schillingstrasse and take the U5 in the direction of Hönow . After this, I Samaritestrasse to travel those streets was so close to my apartment for two years. I go to the many shops where I can purchase various items for a few euros. I can not resist the temptation to buy some trinket but term reserved for Galeria Kaufhof or Alexa.

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my steps towards Warschauerstrasse and I ride for a while the East Side Gallery . Only 20 years ago today these walls harmless graffiti exhibit, divided the German people in terms of ideologies that they had not chosen. Here there were tears and death and madness as there are now nearly 150 miles of saltwater dividing Cuba and the United States. I dream of the day my country will also see down the invisible walls that enclose.

gray clouds continue efforts to bring hair and grazed my night. I enjoy this time of gloom and cold dry. I am filled with nostalgia. Often walked these streets. The loving walked the walked crying out, walked shivering or elated by the dreams we built. The traversed, the lived, I made mine and they gave me a smile of love bride. Ich bin eine Berlinerin auch (I'm also Berlin).

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Yoani

Again Truth breaks through, this time from a figure physically weak but morally immense wearing a wig. Yoani Sánchez, what annoying gadfly, he managed again to sing the forty the Cuban regime. I tell you.

The Cuban Institute of Cinematographic Art and Industry organized a debate on the Internet at the Center Strawberry and Chocolate. The doors were not open to everyone. A few employees, hiding behind a supposed right of admission, chose those entering and those without. Go farcical debate! A number of journalists and bloggers, the same as in recent months have sharply criticized the government, were denied the right to attend this public event.

Fortunately, Yoani managed to sneak ... with a wig and a tight dress! His speech, calm and intelligent was followed by applause and walk and haunt all
web ...

Here is some of the pages that tell what happened:

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/yoani-sanchez/this-is -Cuba-we-always-fi_b_340268.html

http://fotoscubahoy.blogspot.com/2009/10/entra-la-bloguera-cubana-yoani-sanchez.html

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/yoani-sanchez/this-is-cuba-we-always-fi_b_340268.html

Http://www.desdecuba.com/generaciony/

http://octavocerco.blogspot.com/

There are also some pages that try to denigrate action and its protagonists. Are the same people who claim to defend the Castro government and that this image Yoani attack because they can not answer your questions.

... And I, in my blog, I'm happy: this is another small step that will take us, no doubt, to the bright future that all Cubans deserve and desire.

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put the wig What you know Cubans on the UMAP? Conversations with my father

Several days after the conversation I had with my father about the UMAP decided to take to the streets to ask people if they knew anything about those fields turned-prison work that became popular in Cuba in the early years of the 60's. I knew it was a taboo subject and that it would be easy to make me talk about it but had to try. I went to the corner of the dairy where many gather to play dominoes, talk, or phone. No submissions were needed, many already know me ... are the people in my neighborhood.

Trabuco Alejandra: TdA

Interviewee: E

TdA: Do you remember the UMAP?

E1 (18): UMAP?

TdA: Military Units to Aid Production.

Silence.

TdA: A kind of military service to which they were placed some during the 60 ...

E2 (34 years): Yes, I know what they are ... there were Pablo Milanes and Silvio Rodriguez.

E3: (40): No, Silvio was never there. Paul did.

TdA: And what do they know that?

E3: Well, girl, really not much there ... they took the "freaks", homosexuals ...

E2: Also religious and those who were in against the government.

TdA: What were they doing there?

E3: I really do not know well ... people do not like to talk about it. They say they were put to work in the harvest.

E4 (55): I had a friend who was there. He says that the thing was not easy. Working from sunrise to sunset and really bad conditions ... if you do not behave you get punished ... but does not like talking much about it ... I do not the truth ... "he said and walked away.

E3: I think it was something as correctional farms.

TdA: Correctional Farms? But what was the crime to correct?

E6 (52 years): That I told you this, were homosexual, religious, or were against the government ... na 'that if you were a little pa' there were embarcao ...

TdA: And that was good?

E6: Hey, Alex, you know the answer to that question and you also know that we should not be talking about it ... we put the picao bad, my child.

laughs.

TdA: Sorry, not my intention.

E2: Bah, do not pay any attention to this being a weight.

E6: Anyway now it's over.

TdA: But there are still people imprisoned for expressing their views on the government for exposing the problems we have here.

E1: Political prisoners? But not many, right? Most end up leaving the country. My uncle went to Miami as a political prisoner.

E2: There are still some prisoners here. For my girlfriend's house every Sunday passed a white-clad women who are family members of those political prisoners. I've seen ... breaks my heart.

TdA: It's Ladies in White and certainly take to the streets in peaceful march to demand freedom for these prisoners, men whose only crime is expressing their opinion.

E6: Oh and if people prey so you say, that I do not recall, what we do p ... talking those things with you and in the corner? I keep saying, sir, come knocking that goes and then we stayed.

TdA: Excuse me, what I have said is not going to leave here and if I publish in my blog is not your names.

E2: For me I can put my name.

E6: Do not be stupid, you'll end up in Mazorra ...

Laughter, silence. After a few seconds someone brought up the subject of the ball. I felt sorry for my neighbors and my neighborhood. I talked a while ball with them and the soap opera and time ...

TdA: And do not forget the UMAP, or Pamphilus, or that nobody has the right to send them to shut up ... - I asked as I left.