June 01, 2005

The Cuban Reality

My neighbor has an uncle who was lucky enough, after years of trying, to get a visa to visit his family in the states for 3 months. Since he's been here - about three weeks now - he's been on somewhat of a whirlwind tour visiting family members he hasnt seen in decades. He's been to Pennsylvania, Tennessee, Georgia, Palm Beach and of course Miami.

He's a relatively quiet man, in his mid sixties, whose only request made to family was to have a notebook and pen ready for him when he arrived from Cuba at the airport. He writes everything he experiences down. Every night, after sitting with family or going here or there, he takes his little notebook and pen and jots down his thoughts and feelings before going to bed.

"I want to remember every little thing" he told me.

I sat down with him the other day on my neighbors terrace in the backyard and tried to explain to him what I do here on this blog. He was very interested but, given that he has had no exposure to the internet, had some trouble grasping the concept of blogging and writing on the net. I offered to show him, bring him over to my office at the house and actually let him see the blog and maneuver through it, but he had little time that day as he was still on his whirlwind tour.

"La proxima vez," he said to me. Next time.

He did, however, enlighten me with a short anecdote on the Cuban reality which I will share with you now.

You may have read that Cuba has suffered one of the worst droughts in her history this past year. Compounding the situation is the fact that utilities are sporadic at best. There are major power problems and electricity is shut down for the greater part of most days and no power means that pump stations are idle, thus no water service is available basically anywhere.

Cubans use buckets to procur the water they need. A truck with a tank of water comes by their neighborhood and Cubans line up with their buckets and containers to get their supply of water. There is a quota, of course. Water, like anything and everything else in Cuba, is rationed.

Now imagine you have a family of four and you only get about 5 gallons of water per day for your needs. That's five gallons for cooking, bathing, cleaning, washing, brushing teeth..etc...

Here's where the story gets even more depressing.

Apart from all the uses of water I mentioned above, there is one more very important need for water: The flushing of toilets.

If you only have a few gallons of water per day you need to prioritize your use of it and flushing the toilet is way down on the totem pole. So what kind of measures do Cubans take? Well, some only have the luxury of flushing their toilets once a day, at the end of the day, after all the family members have had their use of the facilities. It's difficult to picture that isnt it? Having to sit down on the toilet to defacate atop the excrement of your family members. Mom's, dad's, abuelita's, your sister's, brother's shit all piled up in the toilet bowl like that for the entire day. It's pretty disgusting.

"Some people just cant stand it," my neighbors uncle told me and I have no doubt that they could.

So some Cubans have taken a different approach to this problem. In order to conserve their precious allotment of water, and to not have to deal with the humiliating and disgusting, not to mention incredibly unsanitary, need to defecate on each other's excrement they have resolved a new plan.

Some families, especially those that live in the upper floors of apartment buildings with no access to private areas on the ground, now simply defecate into plastic bags, seal them up with a knot and toss them out of their apartment windows onto the street. Yes, that's right. They shit into bags and toss them out onto their streets.

So, not only is there no running water and no viable way of cleaning the streets, but now some streets are littered with little feces filled plastic bags.

Such is the Cuban reality.

Of course, the plastic bags are hard to come by also, they are only available in dollar stores and tourist shops. Makes you wonder if all those tourists vacationing on the island can picture that scene of a Cuban street strewn with bags of shit all over the place, the very same bags that hold their souvenir maracas and cigars and rum bottles they just bought as gifts for friends back home.

Posted by Val Prieto at June 1, 2005 08:35 AM



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Val,
Make sure that someone takes this man to one of those "wholesale" stores, so he can buy a few boxes of self-sealing Baggies --in the Big Crappola size-- to take back to Cuba. He will probably consider them one of the greatest inventions in the history of mankind.
Otro logro del Socialismo: forcing "el pueblo" to crap in platic bags and throw them out their windows. How sad!
Julio

Posted by: Julio C. Zangroniz at June 1, 2005 09:24 AM

Couldn't we drop a million pastic bags over Cuba with Fidel's picture on them...

Posted by: Eleggua at June 1, 2005 09:53 AM

Great idea!
At CubaNostalgia, someone had entire rolls of toilet paper with the dictator's face on every sheet and they cost $7.99. I meant to buy at least one, but I simply forgot.
They were even selling individual pieces as souvenirs, and both single sheets and rolls were selling well.
The vendors told me their toilet paper was a big, big hit at parties. Imagine visiting the loo at someone's house and finding that distinctive article in their bathroom!
I have photos of a stack of those rolls of toilet papers and they will be included in an Internet photo exhibit currently in the works. Stay tuned to Babalublog.com for more details.
Julio

Posted by: Julio C. Zangroniz at June 1, 2005 10:32 AM

That's a pretty good image: Crap in the dollar store bags. Flying out the windows, hopefully hitting some disgusting pig that thinks that all girls are jineteras and that all guys sell cigars and who admire cagastro. That's when the word I coined is so appropiate: cagastro. I can just only picture a fat New York Liberal stepping on a bag full of shit, looking in disbelief and another back hitting him right about his mouth.
And then a shower or shit bags all over a bunch of che t-shirt clad libzillas that are in Cuba in one of those adoration of the devil tours they like so much!
Imagine a shower of shit landing on top of the Hollywood scumbags that go to Cuba thinking it is a extension of the whorehouse they have in the living room. Imagine Steven Spielberg hit by shit. Or Jane Fonda. Or a big one landing on the head of Oliver Stone, blinding him. Or a cagastro sized crapball engulfing Jack Nicholson. Wouldn't I like that to happen? It's a dream man, it's a dream!!!!!!!!!!!

Posted by: CB at June 1, 2005 11:08 AM

All this time we've been saying how fidel has ruined Cuba, turned it to shit. The truth of it makes me weep. I can't think of a word in English, or Espanol that expresses how much I'd like to see castro gone. What can we say to this visitor? Yes, we know what has happened to your country, how much your people have suffered. Sorry, the world just doesn't care. Sometimes I'm truly ashamed to be human.

Posted by: Kathleen at June 1, 2005 11:12 AM

Kathleen,
A hug suffices and a tear says more than words in any possible language... I've been in that situation, with my parents...

Posted by: CB at June 1, 2005 11:20 AM

Maybe kagastro is trying to turn Cuba into a new history-themed park: Mundo Medieval! Relive the thrills of your long-gone EuroPEO ancestors! Dodge the nightly shower of caca as experienced in those fun days before indoor plumbing! Garde loo!

And on your way out be sure to visit Bubonic Plague Park. Courtesy of the maximo apestoso.

Posted by: Alberto Quiroga at June 1, 2005 12:08 PM

He actually transformed it into a branch of "lower cast India": Cubans are untouchable, shit is everywhere, cows are sacred, professionals are "outsourced" (and even repression and armed forces) cagastroraj builds Taj Mahals to himself, tourists love the misery, photographers churn depressing book after depressing book, and all the neohippies and libzillas love to be there!

Posted by: CB at June 1, 2005 03:22 PM

I read articles like this and I know, intuitively, that it is true. No writer of fiction -- not even Charles Dickens -- could come up with something so sad, so depressing, so demeaning. The Cuban people have suffered through every indignity that this bastard has thrown at them. Now, they have to save their feces in bags because their is no water to flush it away with. This on the island of Cuba that, before cagastro, had the third- or fourth-highest GDP in the Americas. So damn sad.

Posted by: George L. Moneo at June 1, 2005 03:59 PM

I've read they do this bathroom disposal technique in the slums of Lagos, Nigeria, too. From flush toilets to bagged flying sheet. What an advancement fidel's brought to Cuba!

Posted by: A.M. Mora y Leon at June 1, 2005 06:18 PM

If cagastro is deposed and doesn't die in his bed, I proposed to have a shit slinging contest to bury him in the "material" that has characterized his "rule".
I have always defined him as a reverse King Midas: everything he touches becomes shit -instantly!

Posted by: CB at June 1, 2005 08:39 PM

Now we know why he's called cagastro!

Posted by: A.M. Mora y Leon at June 2, 2005 02:14 AM

As I get older and supposedly wiser, it amazes me how contrasting places can be. I remember the beautiful memories and stories of Cuba through my family's words and now to have the memories be covered with shit, is sad and depressing. It makes me realize how often we take things for granted. I can not imagine for one second how I would survive without all the luxuries and comforts I am so used to in the States. I have realized now that I am not only a mix of Cuban and American, but also a mix of poverty and luxury.

Posted by: Maura at June 2, 2005 07:10 AM

Val - I hope this brave man knows that although it SEEMS like the rest of the world has forgotten their plight - right here at Babalu - there's a group of people led by YOU that think of them, hope for them, and want to help them. He must know not everyone has forgotten them. Although - I'm sure it's difficult to see that through the bags of shit piling up outside their homes. I personally think they should collect these bags and throw them at Castro's house. HEY - Where's Amnesty International on this one? Human Rights Watch?

Posted by: Kathleen A at June 2, 2005 07:16 AM

Val, I hate to say this, google the phrase "humanure handbook" for a possible interim solution to the piles of shit problem. Of course it is only interim, since the death of cagastro and the return of capitalism to the island is really the only long term solution. Maybe you can print the handbook for your uncle to take back.

Posted by: Rey at June 2, 2005 09:33 AM

This is my first time submitting a comment in this site. I'm at work and as I read this story about your neighbor's uncle I feel so many things! I feel privileged to have been born in the US and at the same time I ask myself why Cubans have to suffer this horrible way of life while I live in a country where commodities are taken for granted. It is impossible for someone like me to truly relate to this way of life. I can only try to imagine how awful it must be. My heart aches for the Cubans in Cuba and I pray that that evil Cagastro and his regime dye a horrible and excrutiating death. Everyone Cuban should be able to wipe their butts with toilet paper, especially if it has Fidels image on it!

Posted by: Candy at June 2, 2005 12:54 PM

I'm not Cuban and I've never been east of Detroit. I barely can speak 20 words in spanish, and most of them are incredibly foul slang I learned while washing dishes in a restaurant. But take it from this white Oregonian, we have not forgotten Cuba, we will not forget, I pray for the people living under the boot of oppression in that land, and I look forward to the day the dictator dies and perhaps freedom can reach the island once more.

Then maybe we can start up a Carribean league for Major League baseball. True, it would gut many teams of their primary talent, but it would be a huge influx of cash for the region and help baseball out considerably.

Posted by: Christopher Taylor at June 2, 2005 12:58 PM

I say when Cuba is finally free, we should take all the liberals and line them up in the streets, and the people could let fly with their little packages. That would be poetic justice, the people of Cuba doing to the liberals and communists, (can't leave them out), what they've been doing to the people all these years.

Posted by: Improbulus Maximus at June 2, 2005 03:07 PM

When Cuba finally gets rid of their original "shit bag" we'll get to rub it in the face of the Left. Of course, it's all America's fault anyway, isn't it?

Posted by: Stephen at June 4, 2005 02:01 PM