None of the 32 Cubans killed during the US military operation in Venezuela is a relative of the Castros.
MIAMI, United States. – That day it was raining with persistent insistence. It seemed that the drizzle would not stop; first it was a very slight chinchín; Later it became more intense, but it was never rude: it only slightly wet the bodies of some who were paying very cordial tributes to the dead.
The rain, said some of those who were stationed on Rancho Boyeros Avenue, did not go beyond the chinchín, it was just a brief drizzle that, for quite a few, would be affectionate, so much so that it even had the appearance of welcoming the dead who fell far from their homes, from their families. The drizzle was soft, it was even gentle, and there will be no shortage of those who see it, even tender.
The rain was light, just a splash of welcome to some young people who died far from their homeland, those who perhaps were beautiful young people and ended up without having loved, as, I suppose, a friend who is no longer here would have said. They, some of them, were very young, so young that they left no offspring. Others left troubled orphans.
None of the dead was a descendant of the Castro familynone of them were called Antonio Castrothat of the scandalous vacation in Bodrum, Türkiye. None of those that I have mentioned so far was an internationalist combatant, much less a collaborator in distant geographies. Among those who died in Venezuela the name of Sandro Castrothat boy about whom nothing is known that goes beyond Cristal beer, the one he, “jokingly,” calls Cristach.
Today, no son of Fidel Castro is locked up in a sarcophagus, much less one of Raúl’s descendants. Nor do I have news of any agent of Miguel Díaz-Canel who was carrying out dangerous missions, nor did any of his stepchildren carry out dangerous missions, much less the one we know best for his romance with Ana de Armas.
Among the dead there is not a son of any of the Castro Ruz. On the list of the deceased there are none of those who prefer a great vacation in Türkiye, like those I already wrote about and I already published in CubaNet. Antonio went to Bodrum on vacation, but did not accompany his fellow doctors on a mission to Türkiye itself.
And Antonio would not go to Venezuela either. No member of the Castro family will ever appear on the list of the deceased. Mariela or any of her descendants will not be there. Mariela will not be there because she is only in charge of “defending” the rights of the LGBTIQ+ community if it is “revolutionary”, only if it suits her.
No one would think that in this misfortune that mourns Cubans the name of a member of the Castro family would appear. There will also be no confirmation that in this misfortune that left many Cubans in mourning, the names of some of Miguel Díaz-Canel’s children will appear, nor of his employees. None of them fulfilled internationalist missions.
They all prefer London, Paris, Rome. They will never carry out any mission that puts their lives at risk. Your biggest alarm might be, say, a broken umbrella on a London afternoon.
Among the dead, perhaps we can count a very young boy who did not even have time to love because he was following orders from a government that was not his. Those young people died far away, in a Venezuela where they should never have gone. Among the dead there is no son of Fidel Castro, nor a descendant of Raúl.
