Miser. That is the most serene epithet I can think of for typing. So messy and painful are the words that I am keeping in Word that I am deciding, between anger and disappointment, not to look at them again until calm has taken hold of me. Will it?
Miser, yes, and I return to the accusation because I cannot restrain myself, because if they are born to act in this way, it is because they lack the most elementary values, those that elevate the human being and are formed from childhood. Those that, as difficult as it may be to believe, must flourish in hard human times.
I have to get it out of me. It continues to brew in this Cuba and I don’t know what to call it. There must be hundreds of examples and they oppress the inside.
Excuse me. I must land and knot this cruel state if I want to be read. The greedy, or rather the wretched, who would rather let their agricultural products rot than lower their prices, deserve more than sharp letters and leaden adjectives…
I trace paragraphs that I later erase. I search for other ideas, improve them, even polish them in the midst of so much discomfort. I can’t find them. My mind wanders. I would like to agree with what some people say loudly, that such events are isolated cases.
However, the painful process repeats and increases. In markets and street markets, the frequency increases and maintains the sad compulsion of those merchants?
Every time I think that that’s it, that I’ve written everything that I wanted to say, that I don’t have any more words left in me, I explode again.
Yes, I know, I don’t deny it, because I feel it, I mean, I suffer it. We live in a society that is to some extent unbelieving. And facts like these are capable of awakening the deepest spirit of dignity in the face of the many shortcomings that bind us.
Where are the elderly, the underprivileged, the retired, the children, the low-income, and others whose economies are getting bled dry?
Sometimes certain subjects and their truths are not well tolerated by some because they clash with certain interests and ways of thinking that are far from reality.
Please, this issue is beyond ideologies and conjunctures. It is a flagellation of our humanity and it suffocates an important part of the Cuban people.
