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Recycle

Photo: Claudio Fuentes

Madan One of the new "activity" has been approved by the Cuban government's controversial "sellers of recycled raw materials." This
hard "private enterprise" groups the beggars in Havana who survive by collecting what the rest of society throws away.
Several years ago Claudio Fuentes Madan was doing a series of paintings using waste material and the city has got to be in contact with many of these men and women who literally eat from the garbage.
Most of them are homeless - and without the possibility of buying a home in Cuba because the sale of property is forbidden for Cubans. They sleep in the most sinister of the city destroyed areas of hospitals, abandoned buildings declared uninhabitable for risk of collapse, parks far from the center and in the "favelas" (literally, come and put it on.) Threads that are now part of the urban landscape.
often live as illegal immigrants, a law "Stalinist" deprive citizens who were not born in the capital to stay in town if you do not have a home address or residence.
Per prevenire le malattie, mi racconta Claudio, versano del gasolio o del  cherosene nell'acqua che utilizzano per farsi la doccia, che fanno  in casa di un conoscente pagando in anticipo un canone ragionevole per l'utilizzo dei servizi sanitari.
   Sono  questi gli  esseri umani che d'ora in poi dovranno pagare una percentuale dei loro profitti allo stato cubano.E' così sadico che si fa fatica ad immaginarlo.Viene voglia di coprirsi gli occhi con entrambe le mani, come nelle scene sanguinose dei film horror. Solo che non è un film, è ciò che resta dell'economia socialista.
   Viene da chiedersi come  mai  questo affare  è così  prospero - non riesco a pensare ad un altro aggettivo - a tal punto che lo stato ha deciso di prendersi una percentuale  dei profitti ricavati.
  Penso che l'educazione civica, questa  leggendaria materia che i  miei genitori hanno studiato a scuola elementare ed io no, ha perso il suo significato semantico a Cuba.Le persone non si sentono responsabili del riciclaggio dei rifiuti che generano : se lo stato ha bisogno di materie prime che se la cavi come può!.
  Ecco perché i punti di raccolta di materie prime soffrono di abbandono sociale e solo i "subacquei" ( persone che frugano nei cassonetti dell'immondizia per   fare la raccolta differenziata e venderla nei punti di raccolta. NdT) si occupano della raccolta delle bottiglie di  plastica and cans.
The other day a friend had collected all the bottles that had accumulated for years and decided the new-paradigm-man to bring them to the nearest collection point. On his arrival he found that it had to go back with all the "recyclable material" because it had brought in a bag. At dawn the same day, gave everything a girl with a cart that was collecting from door to door. She had changed her working hours from three in the afternoon until three in the morning

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Volunteer

Photo: Claudio Fuentes Madan

I was a little 'traumatized after the celebrations of the feast of the CDR (Committees for the Defense of the Revolution). Discussion between the coach, the volunteer work done by my neighbors and the Sunday reggeton blaring of 28 that went on until one in the morning, I still feel a bit 'dazed.
Sunday touched on volunteer work. El Ciro (Cuban fellow blogger who runs Claudia El imbecil auditorium, ndt) and I do not know anything, so when he left the house with the dogs and met an old man who was cutting the grass with fatigue Lawn told him, 'Friend, let me do that are younger. " While Cyrus weed district has approached the manager of the job and told him: "Listen man, stop that I've already written." Cyrus has looked up and it became not only taking part in voluntary work, but that he was the only one who has really worked. All the others were limited to take a brick and move from right to left, then go to the head and say, "let us mark list." I remembered when he broke the switch to turn the light on the stairs and El Ciro ( http://pornopararicardo.com/ ) (private initiative hundred per cent) changed it without telling anyone. A neighbor informed me immediately after it was organizing a meeting to define the strategy of repair, "the amount of money to be paid for each apartment, who would try the switch and then who would be responsible for buying it." We skipped all the procedures.
For the holiday was the same thing. In my building, I am usually the only one left awake after ten o'clock at night. My poor neighbors this time they have closed my eyes no less than four hours later, because "it was supposed to celebrate" the arrival of September 28. After the night I heard an innocent neighbor asked why they had not made a party to Friday or Saturday. The poor girl does not know that you dance the appointed day, working on the appointed day and live as they are established.

translation of Gordian
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The Macho

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do not consider myself a feminist because I try to avoid reactive attitudes. Feminism as opposed to machismo seems too easy a solution, when in fact the rights that I deserve as a human being far beyond my thing. However, for some of my acquaintances, the question is quite simple: I am a feminist. It is a natural tendency to put things on the list of known this che non riusciamo a capire, generalizzare al massimo le eccezioni che non rientrano nelle statistiche.  
A Cuba, il maschilismo funziona come il razzismo, per la direzione del PCC semplicemente “non esiste”. Nel suo libro “Il Secondo sesso”, Simone de Beauvoir ha studiato i punti di contatto tra la discriminazione razziale e quella femminile, mezzo secolo più tardi, il mio paese è la prova vivente della sua tesi. Tra i “non razzisti” c’è chi afferma che “non tutti i neri sono uguali” ma non manca un ragionamento aberrante come “quel nero ha l’anima bianca”. Tra i “non macho "we find another version of the same phenomenon:" Women are like us. " In other words, "they" are the kind, "we" are only similar.
The other day I went to a party that was held in a place a little 'decentralized and I missed the street, one of the guests recognized me and gave me a ride in a taxi. When I got was supporting an animated conversation with the driver that I did not want to interrupt. The dialogue went something like this:
- Look mate, I never let it go out alone. What a strange tale to go out alone?
- You are right.
- When I come home from work sometimes do a little 'beaten up, you never know - I think this comment was a joke, but I could not check - then I put it in front of the mirror and I say: "See, I'm better looking than you."
We were flabbergasted, not only for the bad taste of what looked like a joke, but for the fact that they did not make any case before me in the back of the car. When we arrived at the house where the party was held, the man who gave me the pass he turned to me and said:
- Claudia, you've got a bit 'of money? Pay that you do not know the exact figure.


Translation Gordian Wolves
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