why don't you head over to her blog and read what she has to say?
The reprimands of Wednesday
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The topic was as I expected: We are close to the date for the blogger meeting that, with neither secrecy nor publicity,
we have been organizing for half a year;
they announce we must cancel it. Half an hour later, now far from the uniforms and the photos of leaders on the walls, we reconstructed an appoximation of their words:
We want to warn
you that you have transgressed all the limits of tolerance with your rapprochement and contacts with counter-revolutionary elements. This totally disqualifies you for dialog with Cuban authorities.
The
activities planned for the coming days cannot carried out.
We, for our part, will take all measures, make the relevant denuciations and take the necessary actions. This activity, in this moment in the life of the Nation, recuperating from two hurricanes, will not be allowed.
Roque
stopped talking–nearly shouting–and I asked if he would give me all this in writing. Being a blogger who displays her name and her face has made me believe that everyone is willing to attach their identity to what they say. The man lost the rhythm of the script–he didn’t expect my librarian’s mania to keep papers.
He stopped reading what had been written and shouted at me even louder that, “They are not obliged to give me anything.”<snip>
http://desdecuba.com/generationy/?p=353 Friendly reminder? I think not. In the US, in Europe, in Central America, and certainly in Cuba this is called harassment.
Fine sand
Finally we are beginning the planned journey of the bloggers. The shouts delivered at the police station,
the constant agent we’ve had with us since last Thursday, and
the prohibition on travel to Pinar del Río weren’t much use. We ended up finding the cracks between the fingers of the censors, between which the fine sand of information and knowledge has managed to slip through.
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We managed to take the first step because “they” just waited for the challenge or the cancellation, but did not anticipate that in the blogger phenomenon there are a thousand ways to camouflage oneself. They used their old methods of coercion without realizing that nobody can put real reins on virtual creatures. By
prohibiting the inaugural session, they’ve only managed to unveil how many possibilities there are to blur the itinerary without the need of moving from one province to another.
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