HAVANA, Cuba – If Manuel Anido goes shopping at the Corte Inglés with Ana de Armas and appears in a gossip magazine with evident casualness, then nothing can surprise us that in Havana Sandro Castro turns his birthday into the big event, and this time—as in a display of muscles among gangsters—he announces it “at full speed,” with posters where his name and large image leave no doubt that he is not afraid of anything or anyone, just as he does not care about anything. cumin both the “energy contingency” and the recent “revolutionary” days of tribute to his late grandfather.
Without caring about blackouts or recovery phases due to cyclones and earthquakes, doing its physiological needs on decree-laws that predict up to more than 72 hours without electricity and deaf to the hypocritical calls for austerity of a Communist Party (which will probably contribute, of its own repressive body, some security team to take care of the spoiled child), there will be a party at Bar EFE this Thursday, December 5.
Nor does it matter if Mexico will send more fuel, if Russia turns the State Council building into the Kremlin’s utility room, if UNESCO and UNICEF will arrive on time with their donations of medicine and food, if Bruno Rodríguez Parrilla continues begging for the world with the “blockade” chant, because the most important thing these days is that an untouchable of the dictatorship has a birthday and he has decided, in addition to forcing his guests to wear white, giving sparkling wine, tequila, beer and who knows if something else that is neither very prudent nor “legal” to announce in what Sandro Castro himself qualifies as “the event of the year”.
The great celebration in Havana that will not be the marches against Israel, nor even the annoying tribunes and public events that, with the death of Fidel Castro in the middle as a pretext, serve to justify excessive expenses of a state budget that is not even uses half of it for what they say it was used for, and if we don’t ask the many “cadres” and former leaders of the PCC who today own MYPIMES, or businesses like those of Sandro Castro himself, totally immune to audits, inspections and tax interventions.
Where did they get the thousands of dollars—not Cuban pesos, those are useless—that are needed in Cuba to open a bar, a restaurant, even the most humble corner cafeteria, the most improvised seedy kiosk? Do we have to believe that they obtained them from some good, gifted friend, just as they want us to believe that socialism can one day be prosperous and sustainable despite the handful of families that, by the sole grace of their last name, parasitize and ruin the Cuban economy?
Sandro Castro must know how powerful he is when no one has warned him of the consequences of his announcement on social networks, when not even the person who now manages the farm has advised him how much it could bother the flock. a boast like This is the “party of the year”, which goes beyond showing off “a friend’s” Mercedes Benz, and which clearly speaks of the hypocrisy and fraud of a dictatorship that on the one hand is sustained by donations, debt forgiveness, excessive taxes on entrepreneurs, remittances and, on the other hand, they no longer even care to display class privileges.
Sandro Castro, like Manuel Anido, are the true face of an immoral regime that only has the “communist” label that serves to take advantage of that global left that still finds it convenient to believe in the myths and symbols that Castroism has built as long as it is its business, its strategy to create external alliances that, among so many misdeeds, allow him to ask for alms and offer free toasts at the same time; cry about the blockade in Washington and spend a season of shopping in Madrid.
Perhaps, beyond the ostentation, Sandro Castro’s main argument for this super celebration for his birthday was feeling challenged by the stepson of the administrator of his own estate, and seeing that no hypocrite from the PCC has come out to scold Manolito. that is coming to light with Anita in Madridhe has felt completely free to pass them all around where he is already fed up with licking.
Probably, as a birthday gift, he even ends up with his name as part of a law where December 5 is declared a national and mandatory celebration, after all this “continuity” that governs by dint of decrees, has dared to “ “more absurd” initiatives. It would only be enough that this detail of going to the EFE Bar dressed in white is not understood by the most paranoid communists as a hidden call-tribute to that brave group of women, who, despite repression, for years have gone out every Sunday to protest. against the dictatorship and for the freedom of political prisoners.
