Lately, there is a lot of talk about savings.  However, that verb is specifically reserved for the inferior people of my planet, not for the native leaders.

Less than a year and a half ago, an apartment building for the workers of Tecnoazucar was finalized, here on Nuevo Vedado street at 41 and Conill B.  Logically, a wall was constructed with a very narrow entrance (the entrances here are very narrow).  But anyway, they put colonial roof-tiles on the building (that has nothing to do with alignment, it’s just the trend now).

This morning I heard the loud noise of a large hammer. I looked towards the direction of the sound and I figured that they had been tearing down the old wall for a while. Apparently, the person who is moving in does not like the previous design, and since it surely does not cost them anything, then it doesn’t matter.

This whole situation, which is constantly repeated at such levels, is sharply different from the situation of the ordinary Cuban citizens.

On 2nd street, between Ayestaran and Ayuntamiento, there is a woman who lives with her son, both with serious health problems.  A small porch (of a former business) and a small room is what they call home.  Through lots of sacrifices they were able to purchase the materials and ultimately were able to build another small room on the roof area.  Eventually, someone was bothered by this and they denounced them.  As is logical, they didn’t have any papers for the cement nor for any of the other materials.  So the authorities decided to demolish everything.  The worst part of this, and the most painful part, was that it seemed like there was a Committee of the Revolution party going on.  There were so many people clustered over there just watching what was happening, while no one did absolutely anything about it.  I arrived at my sister’s house, who lives nearby, at that very moment, and a friend of mine told me what was happening as she ran towards the scene.

The saddest part about all of this is that on that same block, on the opposite sidewalk, a party member who had been given the house of someone who fled the country, was remodeling his property, almost at the same exact time that this was happening, while he used and abused all sorts of important materials.  However, nobody denounced this man.

Translated by Raul G.

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