exodo 19
macho rico decide al fin escribir por yoani firmando el, asi a la intemperie. y en el post dice que ella y el hicieron el 1 en la cola del pasaporte (eufemismo de salvoconducto en cuba). aclara que no hubo compra de puesto a colero profesional ni soborno alguno. y se supone que tampoco el gobierno les dio privilegio pues ese trato especial es en los festecones de la embajada americana y en las meriendas a casa de monserrate. lo contradictorio es que esta chica blogger en un post anterior auguraba que una muchedumbre apocaliptica acudiria a esos kioskos por pasaportes; y que por ende alguien tenia que quedarse en cuba para apagar la luz, volverla a encender y reconstruir el pais. todo aparentaba que seria ella, inmolandose por la patria. yo me imaginaba que iba a ser como en esas peliculas de godzilla la gente tumbandose y pasandose por encima en las calles. pero ahora resulta que ella y el marido fueron los de alante de manera organizadita y tranquila. en una oficina de inmigracion de una ciudad con 2 millones y medio de habitantes que, segun ella misma, se quieren ir todos en estampida. la realidad acaba con esta mujer y todavia hay prensa que le hace eco. de todas formas siempre ha dicho que quiere salir de cuba para regresar. miami no es mejor que zurich. aunque le propongan la rectoria de radio marti osease mas mentiritas y botellas, son muchos los riesgos en la sociedad competitiva.©varela
exodus 19
finally macho rico decides to write by yoani signing as him, just like that in broad daylight. and in the post says that she and he were 1 in the line for the passport (euphemism for safe-conduct in cuba). he clarifies that was no purchased to any ticket scalper nor any bribery. and we assume that neither the government gave privilege to them, that special treatment is in the big parties of the american embassy and at the monserrate mansion's snacks. the contradictory is that this blogger girl in a previous post predicted that an apocalyptic crowd will go to those kiosks for passports; and that therefore someone has to stay in cuba to turn the light off, restarting it and rebuild the country. everything seemed that the one in the self-immolation for the homeland would be her. i imagined it would be like in those godzilla movies the people knocking down and steping over each other in the streets. but now it turns out that she and her husband were the leaders, in an organized and quiet way. at an immigration office in a city with 2 and half million of inhabitants who, according to herself, they want fled in stampede. reality ends with this woman and yet there is press making echo of her. anyway she has always said that she wants to get out and return to cuba. miami is not better than zurich. even if they offers her the radio marti rectory meaning more lies and no-show jobs, there are many risks in the competitive society.©varela
