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Cuban Mythology for the
American Liberal
Now is the time for all good men to come to the aid of the party.
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Cuban Mythology for the
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IDYLLIC LIVING IN AN ISLAND PARADISE |
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Somewhere,
somewhere down in the Caribbean lies a beautiful island that is surrounded by azure seas...where the whispering waves roll in gently to the shore, with smooth white sandy beaches that tempt one to shed clothes and wade into the lovely waters; the sun shines on this tropical wonderland, and plants, fruit-trees and tropical
greenery of all kinds flourish in the rich soil. The balmy breezes blow gently in the evening, and
as twilight fades away into darkness the enchanting sounds of beautiful rhythmic music drift o'er the land...calling us to dance
in happiness through the night.
During the day the beaches teem with thousands of happy youngsters frolicing in the surf, while out beyond them where the waves curl mightily, teen-agers ride brilliantly colored surf-boards. Beyond them, skimming along on sail-boards are young men and women taking a day off from work, enjoying the sun and the water, skillfully maneuvering as they skim across the surface of the sea. It is a joyful scene, a delight to the eye, beaches where the young of all hues and backgrounds spend hours in harmony under the guidance of their beloved social instructors.
On this lovely island are found a gentle and kindly people, who live idyllic lives in a land of plenty, and all day long
as you walk down the street, the odors of fine family cooking drift from each house and tempt the stranger to knock upon the door
just that he may have a sight of these delicious foods, prepared
from the ancient recipes handed down from generation to
generation, from great-great grandmothers to their daughters and
then, to another generation of daughters.
There no one is poor nor is anyone less poor nor more wealthy than his neighbor; there brotherly love and harmony reign, and strangers
immediately feel at home and welcome. Greeted by beautiful children
who ask if they might give directions to the tourist, or courteous Islanders
are always ready to transport the visitors can feel the very
vibrations of the joy that pervades the entire island. There is to be found no class or race distinction, nor is anyone treated less well than another, and neither education nor medical assistance is denied to a single inhabitant. There the words freedom, justice and equality have a special significance and on that island every citizen honors and respects that special word Equality. Equality. It beats in the heart of every man, woman and child on that island. It is on the tongue and carried by the wind, Equality. Equality. And there, while freedom of every type is gifted to all its' citizens, because happiness prevails within the heart, it is seldom ever in their minds.
HOSPITALITY AGENTS
On every block in
the cities is an appointed a Hospitality Agent, a person who
graciously greets both local visitors and strangers to make them feel
welcome in this Island paradise, and who then proceeds to make all the
necessary arrangements for their comfort and well-being. These Hospitality Agents take notes on visitors and
neighbors preferences so that the government can be more fully informed
about their needs, sort of like a poll taken on a daily basis. Response is almost always
immediately forthcoming, a most rewarding experience for both these agents
and those who dwell there.
The government carefully screens all applicants for these very special positions, with rigid examinations designed to find those who are the most gentle, have the best personalities and manners, and who will truly love and be loved by the people. These, and only these, are selected for training as Cuban Hospitality Agents. Then they go through a training regime that is designed to bring out the best in them so that they will engender harmony and happiness to the areas where they perform their special duties. Hospitality Agents are constantly on the alert and attentive to those in need of their services and but a single whistle can bring their rapid response to a citizen's call. Often they are referred to as Las Cucarachas Minimal. THE JOYS OF EDUCATION It is in this paradise where the scholarly and the educated thrive, where no jealousies are found,
teachers and students sharing a desire for learning and they team together to see that no child is left behind.
"It takes a village to raise a child, no, it takes the State to raise a child!" is the motto for the ultimate in educational systems in this Paradise on Earth.
Every child is owned by the State, and as the guardian of the children it provides for their care in all aspects. The children, in turn, often volunteer to help out their guardian parent by doing work in the fields, such as cutting sugar cane, and
they sing joyfully as they perform these labors. This, they do freely, without payment; they consider this as their sacred duty and obligation.
He sees to it that his people are well fed, and as a father or mother would, he often demonstrates how to use the Island's cookware, instructs them on home maintenance, sees to it that the stores are well stocked with modern conveniences for their homes, urges the farmers to bring to market nothing but the best from their little acreage provided by the government, and he personally follows through upon any complaint that someone does not have a proper dwelling, or lacks the basic necessities
of life.
Here too no one lacks health care. La Grande Cucaracha supervises the building of new clinics in the most remote of villages, with gleaming instruments, the most up-to-date technology in spotless modern facilities, and staffed by highly competent technicians, nurses and doctors. HUMANITARIAN PRISONS SET IDEAL EXAMPLE FOR WORLD!
Even the
prisons are said to house inmates under the most orderly, sanitary and
humane conditions to be found anywhere in the world today, the cleanliness
equal to the most sanitary conditions of the finest hospitals to be found in
Europe or America.
The Wardens and guards are all reputed to be solid and upstanding citizens, using the most modern and gentle forms of discipline, earning them the love and respect of the prisoners as well as La Cucaracha himself. The prisoners themselves gently guide and enforce upon each other pthis very same attitude of respect for their guards, so as not to disturb the sanguine atmosphere that pervades their surroundings. Later the younger prisioners will often refer to this period in their lives as their "University Years". They have become so popular on the Island that the plans call for a continual construction program over the next ten years in order to satisfy the demands of the citizens in different provinces. The Island's many Librarians even take their sabbaticals in some of these prisons, in order to study and understand the criminal mind better, so that they too can assist in the reformation of young criminals.
The Islands current leadership is working diligently on other problems as well, most of them
said to have been left behind by their predecessors, such as deteriorating buildings,
and aging and failing sewerage system, and neglected streets and public
areas.
The aged and
grey-bearded ruler, La Grande Cucaracha, has led his people to this state of eternal paradise through
his long loving discourses on TV, and as a father would speak to his children, has taught them how to live in harmony with nature and with each other. As a loving father or grandfather would, he speaks to them almost daily over the lone TV Channel on that Island, for why would want anyone to interfere with this careful guidance from one who is blessed with such divine wisdom? It is a tribute to his wisdom that his people have unanimously demanded that he and no other lead them, and they have
unanimously agreed that El Commandante remain in office for almost fifty years, a tribute to the
fine qualities of the man and his ability to attain his personal goals, to achieve results and to resolve all problems as no other leader has ever done.
He is
respected world-wide and lovingly called the true and exalted La Cucaracha Grande.
He is the wise old man who is noted internationally for his benevolence, and for the kindness and generosity that he bestows upon his people.
Like one of the great kings of ancient times, he rules with such a gentle and loving hand,
as they did over their kingdoms.
His artful diplomacy, his true wisdom, and his peaceful ways are so admired that he draws a constant stream of visitors, indeed worshippers, from across thousands of miles between his small kingdom and another fantasy-land, that distant paradise in California, the one called Hollywood.
That island as I've described it, dear readers, is a myth, a myth that exists only in the minds of Fidel, La Cucaracha Grande, and the great unwashed multitudes of American and European
Liberal ignoramuses. It is the myth spread throughout the world by
Hollywood's denizens, the myth that tries to convince us that a life lived in
abject slavery is superior to our own democracy, that man, indeed, an merciless
and evil man should become our replacement for our belief in God. This mythological island was once the proud and independent nation of Cuba. There, surrounded by azure seas, Utopian dreams and a tyrannical bloodthirsty maniac have impoverished and enslaved an entire Nation of eleven million people.
LA CUCARACHA GRANDE AND HIS MYTHOLOGICAL CUBA
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these cockroaches . . .Table of Contents
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Copyright 2007 Howard E. Morseburg |
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