Alcides Rafael, La Habana
The other day I ran in 23 and 26 with someone very pity; he dropped their heads in shame for what he said. For letting me know my resources allowed, now could remember going with him under the arm in a bar and getting you a round of beers.
That pain has left me.
However, we sat in a doorway, and two boys, or as two lovers, in short, when it comes to old all are equally before boys and sex, whether they were male or female once.
Being old is not so much to be old and belong to a new sex and, therefore, able to do things that young people would give them worth doing, and mourn in public, not to enter certain intimacies less elegant, I said wiping a tear since the old man, who once made roadside bombs, killing police and then went to the Sierra, was heartbroken thinking about the current Cuban government, his old pals so loved by him.
imperialist presidents had more luck, I said. "Even in times of Eisenhower was tasteful black lynching, that went out of fashion today, and is even prohibited. But the imperialist banned it did not go through the embarrassment of being the same as he had been authorized. With the drink went well. The imperialist who authorized after eleven years of drought was not the president who banned it.
"My poor colleagues in the Sierra, however, take fifty years dying of the pain of being authorized today what yesterday banned. The poor things. "
Two hours was unhappy that measures announced citing the authority of a Moses proclaiming the Ten Commandments of God's law then dying of shame, saw them break down, the poor.
" It is unfortunate them, how proud they were in combat, have been placed in Cuba but in this situation so bitter. Do not you think they feel embarrassed having to make peace with homosexuals? Or that I was happy to head down in issues of economy, culture, regarding tourism, the Cuban community abroad, having had to start relying on what they send us out there the same as yesterday huevazos were dismissed by the head, have had to applaud in the Plaza to the Pope?, Imagine them !
He does not read newspapers and watched the news or to avoid the pain of seeing belied almost minute by minute. Pena not for him, for them, because he knew, because I knew I had deserved a better fate, and because it was angry, yes, anger, rage, so angry that American presidents, no less than those vile imperialist, had been in that law detachable better luck than their peers, those old old friends, the poor, so slaughtered.
Sufridamente squeezing my hand. And I regret, wishing to enter him in a bar to drown their sorrows in beer, and because despite being old I like him, now entered the sex that we are above what they say, began to give me pain be wiping the tears in the doorway of a corner as busy as the 26 and 23.
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