SOCIETY

From the pen of Teresa Díaz Canals comes this reflection on the arbitrariness of contemporary Cuban life, where the individual is diluted in a country and in an increasingly Kafkaesque world.

As is customary for readers of Palabra Nueva, journalist Antonio López Sánchez tells and reflects on topics of daily life. This time it offers an analysis of something that affects almost everyone: television programming and productions and their inefficiencies.

The beautiful story of a grandfather reunions with his family in faraway Australia and proves that, even thousands of miles away, the feeling of Cubanity beats in them.

The fine and very creole prose of Jesus Arencibia offers readers of the New Word this beautiful chronicle of deep Cuba that you cannot stop reading.

From the writer Marcos Behmaras, who was undoubtedly a heartless artist in the use of satire, comes a sign of his keen political humor, his sharp satire, which remains in force today.

An exquisite costumbrista chronicle, which chronicles what can happen to any Cuban if he makes use of rail services.

On the importance of small details, especially when rounding (or grounding) the finish of some good work, this commentary is concerned.

The surname Sanguily evokes the family that contributed more than one member to our independence wars and Republican politics, but few could associate the surname with other accounts, including abroad.

Differences complement us, enrich us. But they are only beneficial when they come from natural diversity, not from the distinction that artificially stands on possessions.

Gone are the times when you could go to La Bodeguita del Medio and listen to Carlos Puebla or the Taicuba trio, watch Rod make you a mojito and even chat with Martinez while shoveling the black beans, the pork masses