Of the Scribes of the Shadow and the Stripping of the Idols of Clay It came to pass, reader, that while the peoples of the South danced to the flute of the Bearded Knight, other men, more discreet and far less eloquent, devoted themselves to the monastic task of writing everything down. They were the

From the Colombian writer García Márquez and other authors such as Rulfo, one tends to associate magical realism with a certain tropical region. Places where rain and sunlight alternate so profusely that they produce exuberant, and sometimes overstated, vegetation and human behavior. Strictly speaking, this 20th-century literary movement is not exclusive to the tropics. Still,

And all of us, pawed over in the same mud Allow me, readers, a brief digression born of emotional discharge, before returning to Cuba.I am compelled by the detritus expelled from the mental sphincters of absurd and corrupt leaderships, escorting the funeral procession of Western economies in both hemispheres.Fidel’s Marxism proved to have an unexpected

Of the Wells of Deceit and the Heir of Incendiary Rhetoric After years of sowing gunpowder winds, the island of the Bearded Knight finally discovered that utopias, though beautiful on paper, have the unfortunate habit of not providing food. Once fertile and cultivated, the nation had become a wasteland of ration cards, where freedom and

Of Cardboard Martyrs and the Infiltration of the Machine-Gun Gallant It came to pass, reader, that once the seed of discord had been sown, it had to be watered with something thicker than ink. It required the mystique of gunpowder. For it is well known that enthusiasm is a disease young militants contract through lack

Several events that have recently impacted public opinion in Uruguay share a common thread that is not always addressed with sufficient clarity. The passport issue, the construction of two naval vessels for the Uruguayan Navy in a Spanish shipyard, and the recent restrictions on migrant visas to the United States are different episodes, yet all

How a Bearded Hidalgo Sold Mirages for Gold and a Thirst for Blood to Prosperous Nations Let us allow Cervantes to lend fascination to the tale of this story. In a corner of the Ocean Sea, where the sun seems never to set upon the vanity of men, there emerged a tall-booted knight with torrential