Yesterday I was arguing with a friend about the importance of journalism in the current Cuban situation. He wanted to convince me to join his opposition party and I reminded him that a reporter should not have any kind of militancy. It was an affectionate conversation, peppered with jokes, but one which made clear the different positions that must be taken by a reporter versus a politician. Now here I am, remembering the conversation of a few hours ago and posting on my personal blog the face and name of a shared dream
Photo from http://www.ojocientifico.com/ What does the insect caught in the web feel as it watches its predator approach? What are its thoughts in the seconds between the anticipation of the attack and death? It must be a lot like the days in which a repressive trap is built around an individual, a group, a society. Similar to that script that builds the justifications for a blow, molding public opinion, filling in the archive that will later be presented to the press or the courts
Les cris, les banderoles, les slogans récités par des milliers de voix, réveillent en lui des sensations endormies, éteintes. Il regarde la marée humaine qui passe devant la tribune et des pulsations irrégulières battent dans sa poitrine. Le visage rouge, les pupilles dilatées, le poil hérissé, la mâchoire sous tension. Ce sont les premiers symptômes de l'excitation que provoquent les foules sur les leaders. Un rituel qui demande de lever la main à certains moments, pour écarter la solitude qu'apporte le pouvoir
In these times, when the great media of the press barely seem to survive the crisis, many are wondering, how can we make a good newspaper? The question includes not only choosing content, but also how to make it profitable and the dilemma between digital or paper formats. There are no clear formulas.
Poster for the sixth anniversary of the magazine, Coexistence A woman hits a child, who appears to be her son, on one corner. The passersbys who see it don't get involved. A hundred yards further on, two men get in a fight because one stepped on the other's shoe. I arrive home thinking about this aggressiveness, just under the skin, that I feel in the street. To relax my tension I read the latest issue of the magazine Coexistence, which just celebrated six years since its founding
The dialogue between the Venezuelan opposition and Nicolas Maduro is in full swing. Its critics are many, its most visible loser: the Cuban government. For a system that for more than half a century has disqualified and reprimanded its dissidents, this discussion table must present a sad acknowledgement of its own inabilities. Last Tuesday stunned Cuban viewers could watch a debate between the opposition forces in Venezuela and pro-government representatives
Better naked than... A woman with her breasts bare is an oracle in an ephemeral work of art. It is Havana in the '80s and the scandal caused by the exhibition "Nine Alchemists and a Blind Man" ends with its closing and the demonization of more than a few artists. The uncovered skin is a challenge, a protest, in a country where power, still today, sheaths itself in olive-green uniforms, long sleeves, hot outfits that hide, instead of display.
Photo: Silvia Corbelle The whole neighborhood called him by the peculiar last name he'd inherited from his Basque grandfather. Vertical for ideological reasons, he always made it clear that he was "a man of the cause." Meeting after meeting, report after report, complaint after complaint, few exceeded him in offering proofs of faith in the system. He was also characterized by his severe face against the protestors and the hugs he gave to those who shared his ideology.