Right now in the Fresa y Chocolate Center (Update: VIDEO)
A group of people, among whom I count myself, cannot enter the debate about the Internet that is taking place this afternoon at 4 pm in the Fresa y Chocolate Center, organized by the magazine Temas [Topics]. At first we were about 10 – some independent bloggers and others I don’t know – now there are about 30 people piled against the fence.
According to the custodian, the ICAIC (Cuban Film Institute) restricted admission. Here are some photos; I’ll see if I can post more information later on.
The debate goes on, outside the door of the Fresa y Chocolate Room… however, there will be surprises.
This is an excerpt to a version of the song, Epitaph for Vladimir Visotski by Karsmarski Jacek (Polish dissident songwriter), which includes Ciro Diaz in his latest album, The Blue Slug, that I listened to compulsively for at least two months, especially on the street with my mp3 inherited from a friend who now has an I-pod. (Download the lyrics here) (Download the recording and album cover here) The song (in summary, which runs about ten minutes) is about a desperate artist going through the circles of hell in search of an answer or death, and at the end of his journey there is only loneliness and the weight of the supreme power above himself. So I found myself at times catching the bus across Havana at 12 noon in August under the perennial sunshine and with the distressing feeling of not going anywhere, or arriving too late, or going for pleasure ... I feel that I have already arrived at the eighth enclosure (this is the finale of the song) where there is nothing, and I feel useless and empty, and I look at people without faith who walk along the street and who have so much fear that they no longer know they're afraid, and who have seen so many Roundtables and so many news broadcasts that they no longer know what belongs to reality or just to the TV screen. They cannot discern that they no longer believe, but cannot disbelieve either, and just move along past me not going anywhere.