The Revolutionary Soul

On one side of the plenary in the Palace of Conventions a gigantic sign reads: The party is the soul of the revolution. The generation that takes 53 years at the helm of the revolutionary soul will not lead changes in the political scheme. They appeal once again to the supposedly blockaded and threatened island, with which they justify the narrowness of the space for dissent.

From the closing speech, the First Secretary calls on militants to respect dialogue, but immediately clarifies the context: in the right place at the right time. What are those times and places where different opinion will not be branded as provocation, where rogue speakers will not be bad people, annexationist, or paid agents, or all of it together?

It doesn’t cost the top leadership of the country anything to say they have been wrong a lot, but they have the privilege (sic) of correcting the mistakes themselves. There is talk of eliminating the “old mentality” as if it were a bad legacy of a previous government, as if the helmsmen were newcomers. Senescence in the direction the country is chronological, but above all, it is mental. I’ve always shied away from strong epithets, but I can not find another word for it but cynical. In a process of abstraction imagine the world if all governments applied the same philosophy.

January 30 2012

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