“But you know how it is … sometimes, even rigged elections can turn out to be, well, real elections…”
Which is what has happened in Zimbabwe over the weekend.
Despite widespread fraud, and intimidation and harassment of opposition supporters, it is now clear that most Zimbabweans voted to get rid of Mugabe and his crew, according to the international media.
It seems that the vote was so obviously against Mugabe the regime has had second thoughts about announcing rigged results and declaring the old man re-elected, as they have done in the past.
Instead, there are reports that Mugabe is under pressure from his own side to face the inevitable, give up his throne and take his loot and seek refuge elsewhere as a matter of urgency.
I hope that’s the case.
… written on April 2, 2008 by Child of the Revolution – Growing up in Castro’s Cuba (full article link here)
A Man, A Child – Writes About Growing Up In Communist Cuba
Luis M. Garcia grew up in the 1960’s in Banes, Cuba as the embarrassed child of “counter revolutionaries”. He lives now in Sydney, Australia, and if you want to know what happened to him between his birth in 1959 and now, you’ll have to read his biography: Child Of The Revolution: Growing Up In Castro’s Cuba
Nope, I haven’t read it, but I want to. We somehow found Luis a few weeks ago and have added him to our blogroll.
Here is what one of his journalist colleagues said about his book..
“Child of the Revolution is Garcia’s first book (he has previously co-authored a biography), and the good news is it tells a compelling story. After being introduced to a frightened 12-year-old boy boarding a plane bound for exile, we backtrack to Garcia’s childhood, beginning with his birth in July 1959. Six months earlier, President Batista fled the country, leaving Fidel Castro’s rebels in charge. The timing is sweet: Garcia arrives six months after the birth of modern Cuba, making a memoir of his boyhood a neat parallel for the story of communist Cuba’s early years.
In the first person and in the present tense, Garcia deftly balances his own reminiscences with this larger history. In October, 1962, with nuclear war looming, Garcia tells how his mother goes to extremes to smuggle a leg of pork in the boot of the family car. With just as much detail, we take in Christmas, cigars and Carnival, all described by an innocent young communist embarrassed by his anti-revolutionary parents…”
…Read the full review here
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