These days, I am submerging myself, again, in the procedures for permission to travel outside of Cuba. The possibility of my being at the Columbia University on October 14 for the Maria Moors Cabot ceremony is remote, but I continue with the paperwork. Nor do I have much hope of attending the presentation of my book in Brazil, even though that country’s senate has engaged in efforts to get me on the plane. All these difficulties to get permission to leave evoke for me the words of eighteen years ago of Carlos Aldana, a youngest son fallen into disgrace who, so they say, now gives classes in Marxism to older adults.
In an interview in 1991 for the Spanish magazine Cambio 16, the former number three in power in Cuba said: “This year Cubans will be able to travel abroad freely.” Only it didn’t specify if we were going to do it on the wings of our imaginations and if it would be in a year containing twelve months or nearly two decades. So that you can review his declarations of then and check the extent to which we continue repeating the same slogans, here is a link to the interview.