Inaugurated


They have finally inaugurated the two elevators in my building, after a year of installation and a long testing period. Friday was the meeting to announce the rules for using the two devices, which already look like they’ve been in service for a decade. The neighbors’ meeting resulted in groans and moans as the enormous block of concrete where we live is deteriorating every day and there are no resources to fix it. Not even the good news of not having to climb the stairs can hide the appearance of recent ruin of this Yugoslav model building.

They have also increased the amount of money collected from each family to pay the salaries of the two retirees who watch the elevators. As the interior of the car barely has enough space for five people, the “custodians” of the Russian apparatuses will sit in a chair at the entrance. Some suggest that instead of watching the board and its buttons, these old people—party militants—are more interested in what we have in our bags and who visits us. I expect the guardians will last about two weeks, until the lack of consistency that characterizes everything here relaxes the issue of supervision.

What I like least about this is that they again apply the formula of greater control, discipline and vigilance, believing that this will solve our problems. Personally, I think everything would be better if every neighbor felt that the building belonged to them and that the common areas are also part of our house. However, years without the ability to decide what goes on in the building, have created a sense of distance and a certain tendency to “pillaging” it. Once they took a corner from us for the CDR office and they converted a place where the children played into an office for OFICODA, the government rationing arm, without the previous consent of those of us who live here. With time and the successive encroachments by so many state organisms needing a fragment of our spacious ground floor, we’ve come to the conclusion that nothing is ours. Not even the two elevators that have just been inaugurated in the last couple of days.

P.S.: The topic of Juanes and his September 20th concern has generated a great deal of debate so I have created a new site with the name Peace Without Borders, where all the information touching on this event will be collected. There will be space there for the opinions of various bloggers and commentators regarding the visit of the Columbian singer to our country.


While we discuss the new building rules, here is the spectacle of the dumpsters on the corner.

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14 thoughts on “Inaugurated

  1. In the US the landloards make the rules unless you “own” your home or apartment. Most of those who “own” have a morgage where you “own” as long as you pay your morgage and taxes for 30 years. Dumpsters are locked so that those with trash can’t through it away in a “private property” dumpster. Instead you must either arrange for trash pickup by a contractor, bring it to a recycling center or horrors upon horrors a “free” “socialist” city trash sevice pickup. Not all towns or cities nor do all person’s qualify for the “socialist” trash pickup. A mess like that is not unusual in the US. My building is nice but the anti-social element engages in vandalism. My storage space was looted and my truck damaged in a break in where the vandals didn’t take anything. The elevator and common areas have been vandalized. The landloards solution has been to install camera’s with motion detectors to record entry into the building. The police have suggested the installation of camera’s to surveil the parking lot. My suggestion Socialist Revolution. Personally, I think everything would be better if every neighbor felt that the building belonged to them and that the common areas are also part of our house. That’s my feeling also but under capitalism it can never happen in any broad sense because the rights of private property always come first.

  2. Concubi!!!!, my friend!!!!,,,exactly as my imagination was able to predict!!!!,jajaja,,,I know about the Doctors and the Dentist, because I have a sister which came out of the University in 1979 and had to go to Mantua, in Pinar del Rio, beyond the last point where Maceo arrived with his invasion against the spaniards,,,Maceo said : If there are spaniards from this point on, I don’t care, they can’t bother me!!!!,jajajaja.

    By the way, I was fortunate, because during your years in that Social Service I was already out of Cuba!!!,,I was already free!!!!.

    If you are related with the Medicine field, then, you know that so well, the others professionals that in one way or another were affected with that Social Service, were some engineers, teachers, etc, but the most representative cases were the Doctors and the Dentist.

    Our generation, was also witness and participants of the Angola and Ethiopia war, during the more dangerous times, I remember that I was called to the Military Center frequently to know my disposition to go, and always I was able to avoid it , using any kind of excuses, etc, etc,,,.

    Congratulations for your son, that is exactly the best probe about freedom!!!,,he can go and study anything he wants, he only needs his determination and a positive attitude to reach his dreams,,,I believe it,,,I’m 100 % sure that those words are really achievable, you just need exactly that “determination, tenacity, etc,”.

    By the way, what is BTW?, I don’t catch the meaning of those letters and about your age,,,How old you are?jajajajaj,,, I’m 54,,,by the way!!!,jajaja

    Candido

  3. It is amazing what you are doing as I consider you one of the bravest human being on this earth.

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  5. “by the way, most of the times, the new professionals coming out of the University those years who did call exactly like that: “Social Service”, were the Doctors, the Dentists

    “but I never called those 3 years as Social Service , but, for Doctors and Dentist,,,wao,,,that was a real test, in the middle of the mountains or small towns very far from their homes,,,they were good, they should call it “Killing Service” instead of Social Service”

    Candido:
    That was exactly my case , but if you wanna know my age ,just ask ..I will tell you.

    My social service was from July 1985 to Sept 1990 (a little trip to Villa Marista and La Cabana in the middle).. in Guasimal,Banao,Tunas de Zaza ,Guayos and Cabaiguan,all little towns located Sancti Spiritus, were my first son was born. He goes now to Oberlin College in Ohio( check the rank of that college in US &World Report Magazine)

    BTW Candido you are awesome!

  6. Concubi!!!!:

    Do not remove years from your age!!!!,jajajaja, because, if you are able to remember Armando Capiro , -which besides was Pitcher in his beginning-, then later, Left Field and tremendous Home Run hitter!!!! and, if you had to do “your Social Service”,,,hum!! that smell someone with more than 50 years,,,the generation of the end of the 60s and all the 70 s!!!!,,,by the way, most of the times, the new professionals coming out of the University those years who did call exactly like that: “Social Service”, were the Doctors, the Dentists, I’m telling you this, because I ended in 1978 and I my Social Service was in Havana!!! and almost all my classmates were in Havana also, but I never called those 3 years as Social Service , but, for Doctors and Dentist,,,wao,,,that was a real test, in the middle of the mountains or small towns very far from their homes,,,they were good, they should call it “Killing Service” instead of Social Service.

    Did you see the video of the Old “Cagalitroso” commander in chief?,,,he is determined to live 100 more years!!!! wao,,!!!! It can’t believe it, it can’t!!!!

    By the way ,,,I have a grandson, he is 4 years old!!!!,jaaaaa

    Candido

  7. I meant a godson(ahijado) I’m gonna be a dad for a third time but not a grampa , no yet. Sorry

  8. My father and his brothers had a mechanic shop in Cabaiguan that you know who took over. They (the Capiro brothers) were featured in Popula Mechanics in the 1950’s for their steel car which is rotting in my uncle’s house on the highway leading to Cabaiguan. We also have family in Sancti Spiritus, Guayos and Cienfuegos!!

    Humberto Capiro

  9. Capiro: I did part of my social service in Cabaiguan. I was living just across street from the Cigars factory .The house was owned by a Doctor before. I have a grandson who still lives there . Almost all his family lives there.
    For a moment I thought you were a relative of Armando Capiro from Havana.A famous left fielder from Industriales team, also a member of the National Cuban Team for many years in the 70s

  10. The picture of the trash on this blog reminds me on the time when I went to visit my family (they live in Las Villas and Camaguey) and payed for them to come to Havana to spend Christmas with me in 1999, and as I recall the first time they were able to sell christmas trees! Anyway, rented a penthouse in Old Havana on the same street that Egrem had their offices. I dont know Havana well because I left at 9 years old and I am from Cabaiguan, but I recall that we were lost and I recognized the street by the pile of trash that had been on a corner for at least the week that I spent there! I get the feeling that trash is still there like the “trash” of people who still want to sell their souls to “trash” their neighbors!!

  11. ***
    Yoani will have to start watching her diet–the free Cuban Government “stair stepper” exercise is gone!
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    And the flies, rats,and aroma in the garbage box must be terrible.
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    Yoani tiene que cuidar su dieta–ya fue el “stair stepper” exercisio que le regalo el Gobierno Cubano.
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    Y las moscas, ratones, y oler de la caja de basura tiene que ser horrible.
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    John Bibb
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