Dedicado a GORKI con toda admiración y respeto
After two weeks of sheer torture my wife made it back to the USA today . She is still trapped in Miami’s airport enjoying the absolute incompetence of our airlines which have delayed her flight for 4 hours (time for the government to step in !)
The news she brings is that Raul's promises have been a pack of lies, that simple staples are more expensive, and the people have less money. That the now famous "opening" of the borders where anyone would be able to bring anything into KUBA without paying a duty tax is absolute bullshit and that the taxation and exchange from dollars to "Chavitos will suck up most of the cash you bring.
One of my wife's tasks was to bring some stuff for Gorki, but alas there is not much trust in that island. They wanted to know who she was, she was scared who was answering the phone, the final result.. no meeting with Gorki. That was a tremendous let down for me and prompted to describe as best as I could both the forced mistrust, the lack of food, medicine and most important the LIES. Those lies that keep coming an inundate the Cuban people , so with that in mind I wrote the following.
Perhaps next time Gorki!
’59 (el año del error)
Hablamos por hablar
Sin nada que decir
Solo cerrando los ojos
Puedo ver mi porvenir
De niños confundidos
A hombres peligrosos
Aunque nuestro mayor peligro
Es un instinto de libertad
Y una lengua fulminante
Los viejos de los dos lados
Nos miran con asombro
Como se atreven
Preguntan los de aquí
Porque que no se atreven
Nos culpan los de allá
Y así seguimos
Hablando por hablar
Que venga lo que venga
Temiéndole a nada
Pero cauteloso de todo.
Una vida que no es vida.
Forjada sin esperanzas.
Quebrada, fragmentada
Sin ilusiones ni sueños.
Sin un adiós
Sin una bienvenida
No pido mucho porque nada me darán
Solo mentiras
Embarradas en profética mierda
Lo que oigo, no lo acepto
Las promesas las ignoro
Solo una cosa es verdad
En esta tierra infernal
Si escuchas con cautela
E ignoras el terror
Fácilmente encontraras
Las mentiras del error.
The news she brings is that Raul's promises have been a pack of lies, that simple staples are more expensive, and the people have less money. That the now famous "opening" of the borders where anyone would be able to bring anything into KUBA without paying a duty tax is absolute bullshit and that the taxation and exchange from dollars to "Chavitos will suck up most of the cash you bring.
One of my wife's tasks was to bring some stuff for Gorki, but alas there is not much trust in that island. They wanted to know who she was, she was scared who was answering the phone, the final result.. no meeting with Gorki. That was a tremendous let down for me and prompted to describe as best as I could both the forced mistrust, the lack of food, medicine and most important the LIES. Those lies that keep coming an inundate the Cuban people , so with that in mind I wrote the following.
Perhaps next time Gorki!
’59 (el año del error)
Hablamos por hablar
Sin nada que decir
Solo cerrando los ojos
Puedo ver mi porvenir
De niños confundidos
A hombres peligrosos
Aunque nuestro mayor peligro
Es un instinto de libertad
Y una lengua fulminante
Los viejos de los dos lados
Nos miran con asombro
Como se atreven
Preguntan los de aquí
Porque que no se atreven
Nos culpan los de allá
Y así seguimos
Hablando por hablar
Que venga lo que venga
Temiéndole a nada
Pero cauteloso de todo.
Una vida que no es vida.
Forjada sin esperanzas.
Quebrada, fragmentada
Sin ilusiones ni sueños.
Sin un adiós
Sin una bienvenida
No pido mucho porque nada me darán
Solo mentiras
Embarradas en profética mierda
Lo que oigo, no lo acepto
Las promesas las ignoro
Solo una cosa es verdad
En esta tierra infernal
Si escuchas con cautela
E ignoras el terror
Fácilmente encontraras
Las mentiras del error.
7 Comments:
I'm glad she made it back and brought back some decent info of the "on the ground conditions" as I like to call them. Next time, KC, next time!
She still hasn’t. Fucking American Airlines had a 12 hour delay. After waiting 6 hours postponing every hour they finally came up with the extra 12 for a total 18 hours) The passengers were shoved in these buses with a coupon for breakfast . FUCK getting monetary compensation, hell fuck receiving any REAL customer service
they were put in buses and carted off to cheap hotels. While the coupons are passed my wife in tears is talking to me on the phone and when she approached the counter “Jorge” let her there without any coupons! ( I AM gonna find you prick!)
So let us ALL REMEMBER this
And if you want to get helpful about it, and do me a solid, shoot an email to AA the major pricks at this fiasco were "Jorge " the gay counter attendant who refused to give my wife his last name and like the fag he is , he just walked off the conunter telling my wife whe was not going to get ANYTHING and Ms. Angela Leepack I assume a Caribbean black lady who wouldn’t know customer service if it bit her in the ass.
So if the 3000+ visitors we get around here a week decide to tell American Airline to go fuck themselves that would be the GREATEST present for me!
And yes it is a coincidence but it DID happen in Miami's airportw where counter people refuse to speak Spanish even tough their English is so atrocious you just feel like slapping the whole”Coca Cola del Olvido” with a swift kick to the balls.
The only winner in this thing is someone in the Spanish speaking phone center
THANK YOU SONIA.. who hinted that AA is extremely prejudiced aganst spanish speaking clients
The rest , fire and brimstone is coming yer ways!
you have to understand that this Gorki should have a lot of pressure on him. So, do not be sad because he was unsure on the phone. It is a natural instinct of conservation.
I fully understand and I do not blame him a bit as I understand my wife reluctancy to giving personal info to someone on the other side of the phone. That is life in KUBA!
KC,
I'm glad your wife is at least making it back and sorry that she's having problems with the AA people. They chartered their little A Eagle plane through another agency, right?
The employees on these flights treat the Cuban-Americans like shit. I have firsthand experience. From the snide comments of the flight attendants to the making you wait through a 4 hour delay-- they know they have the monopoly on these flights.
You should definitely complain.
KC, I don't fly AA anymore. They've screwed me over three times in the past three years (resulting in a cancelled flight, we got to drive home instead! *sarcasm* That was fun!). They suck.
KC:
Please calm down, at least she's in American soil, soon she'll be in your arms, what a happy reunion that will be! soon KC, soon..
BTW love the poem you wrote for Gorki, so sorry him and your wife did not meet, there will be another time, but please KC do calm down
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