SOCIETY

Perhaps in our country, as perhaps in few places in the world, the choice to move to another place, or to stay there, has had multiple and complicated connotations, especially in the last six decades. A universal, natural process, such as that of emigration, in Cuba has been, at times, the same silenced or rarefied as even sought or celebrated. Some time, some hope, some horizon, should come closer from time to time and convince us that one day, perhaps the comings will become less necessary, or perhaps, less painful and definitive. Who knows, maybe, by then, maybe even all the comebacks will be more possible.

From an ethical approach, Professor Teresa Díaz Canals warns us of the danger of perceiving the human from the representation configured in a discourse. “The human, if it is human, must also express the failure of all representation. If the human is translated into a mere concept, it becomes a mechanism of exclusion, of violence, of inhumanity. There are no unique ways to live, to exist. It is about society being appropriate to the person, their appropriate space and not their place of torment. “

It is sad, but undeniable, that difficult times bring out the worst qualities of many human beings. Both people and nations exacerbate their selfishness for the sake of survival or sometimes in the worst manifestations, they do so for the cruder and most crazy self-benefit, no matter what or who may be harmed in the process. On the other hand, fortunately, there are those who then tree the best of values and decide to give of themselves for others.

These are not noble times for the elderly. Nor are they for those who carry the responsibility of caring for and caring for an elderly person. With the current increases in all prices, it is almost unaffordable to pay a caregiver. Asylums, except for those that are very renowned or cared for by religious entities, in addition to not reaching their capacities and not everyone agrees, they still generally do not meet a standard that is reassuring for family members who place an elderly person in the care of these institutions .

As you read these lines, it is very possible that some institution, or someone covered by any provision of one of these, is cutting down a tree in the Cuban capital. In recent days, a wave of less than genocidal violence has risen in Havana against these useful, but defenseless, green allies. In social networks there are many calls, complaints, complaints and even the copy of responses and statements from various instances questioned on the matter. However, there is still no clear and forceful government pronouncement on the subject.

As far as we know, no historian interested in the centuries-old Centuries’s centuries-old woodpecher life has addressed the figure of Isidoro Lombera Brown, named in his time The Father of Cats and very present in the capital in the first two decades of that century. His personal history and philanthropic actions lie in oblivion. Rescuing your figure is the target of these lines.

Too much has already been written, too many wounds come afloat yet, when the rallies of repudiation of that year 80 are remembered, when those who left the country by the Mariel were offended, uninuneted and even physically assaulted for their thinking and their desire to live elsewhere. Still, every once in a while, someone apologizes to someone. Are we witnessing the return of such aberrations? Does the purpose of defending a just, human cause, as Cuban socialism is proclaimed, justify the means of abusing, abusing, invading the portal of a home where there are women and children, however opposition they may be?

Thinking about each other, accepting it, helping them, also making their ideas, paths and dreams possible, is a way to contribute equally to their own paths and dreams. To think of the other is to keep in mind that our work, whether in front of a quartet, behind the wheel of a bus, the post of an agro or the window of a public service, has its fruit and destination in another. Whoever reads to us, to whom we sell or transport or facilitate a management, is like yourself. If we do our thing right, if we treat it and serve it well, that same treatment and service we must receive.

One of the messages of the classic tale entitled Pulgarcito is precisely the invitation to slip through the difficulties and capture the dynamism of the miniature. Let us remember that in the narration the little protagonist settles in the horse’s ear, speaks quietly and achieves with a “strong” voice that only listens to the one who must do so, to get the animal to advance, and with this unusual fact the goal of moving from the small to the big is achieved. That dynamic of the small to the big is what Dr. Teresa Díaz Canals shares in her text to point out some aspects that she believes are necessary when addressing the issue of care in Cuba.

Over the years, journalist Miguel Terry Valdespino claims that a poem such as “Late village” and a work as human and spiritual as that of Father Angel Gaztelu, “could not go unnoticed before the eyes and pen of the poet, narrator and critic baptized Carlos Jesús Cabrera Enríquez, who died at the young age of 54 and in full creative maturity”. Carlos, writer of extreme honesty, created, following the founding of Artemis as a province, the late people’s talk, the name of a poem of the same name of the priest and spiritual leader also of the renowned Grupo Orígenes, composed of figures such as Cintio Vitier, Fina García-Marruz, José Lezama Lima and Gastón Baquero, among others, who under his light (not in his shadow) , in the church of Nuestra Señora de la Merced and other grounds of Bauta, they broadened their spiritual vision not only with regard to religion and culture, but also in terms of the destiny of the Cuban nation.