Saturday, October 24, 2009

Fidel Castro: a brand name for disasters

If there is a name that had overshadowed the fate of Cuba, that name is not other than Fidel Castro. You just go abroad and confess you are Cuban, and the first name that comes to people’s mind is the fatidic name.

Then, you go to a convenience store, or a news stand, or a bookstore and in the small section of everyone you would find the same face in front of you: in a book’s hard print, in the frontline of the New York Times of the day, or even in a poster with the inevitable cigar.

Fidel Castro is a brand for the leftists who also grab the first t-shirt win the face of Che Guevara in their first travel to Cuba. But it is also a brand for the others who absolutely hate the personage.

For us, Fidel Castro is more than a brand. He is there, commanding every single step in our life, still ruling in the shadow. In the past, sweeping every single TV show when his majestic felt the incontrollable necessity to speak: what it was a chronic decease in him.

There was, and there is a picture of him in almost every little corner of the island. And every one of his endless speeches was the meticulous object of study and devotion: a Cuban bible, sort of.
Today, seated in a comfortable chaise-longue of “retirement” He continues the old saga, which only feed headlines everywhere, but in the heart of his own people.

He is in the Guinness book for the longest speech in UN, in some old commercials for cigars and in every rule taped in the personal destiny of every Cuban who lives in our homeland.

He is the man behind every up and down in Cuba. More than 5 generations are marked with his stamp in any other way, and in US there are more than 1.2 million of Cubans living in his behalf. Every single statement in the past, in the present, and even we have to say in the near future is commanded by his signature.

He is the longest ruler in history, and he is still there, behind closed doors, overshadowing every step, pointing with his long finger what it is, and what it’s not allowed.

We don’t acknowledge his presence many times in our soul, our mind and even in our opinions. We want to banish him from our lives. He is the divisor’s factor in our equation: north and south, revolution or contra revolution, friend or spy, warrior or coward, socialism or death.

He is our brand for the disasters in our land, a brand that we need to banish forever.