Ever-vigilant Cuba braces for an expected U.S. assault
Government using propaganda to stoke nationalist fervor
BY AMY DRISCOLL and LARRY LEBOWITZ
HAVANA - A skinny man in a baggy T-shirt and jeans sidled up to us as we stood admiring the majestic white Capitol building in Havana.
Cigars? No. We were firm.
Undeterred, he switched tactics.
Where are you from? We didn't answer.
España? No. Francia? No.
Finally, we told him: Estados Unidos -- Miami.
Eyebrows leaped skyward. He took a step back, regarded us warily. Then he glanced around, leaned in and drilled us with intense eyes.
''We're ready for the war,'' he said in Spanish.
What war?
''The war with the U.S.,'' he asserted. ``After Iraq.''
We told him we were pretty certain there were no plans for the
U.S. to attack Cuba. Our incredulity seemed to challenge him -- he shook
his head
vigorously, dismissively.
''No, no, no. Cubans are much more patient than americanos,'' he said, jaw jutting a little. ``We are more prepared than you can ever be.''
That startling encounter came within hours of our arrival in
Havana. Traveling with a group of journalists in late May on a visa arranged
through the Nieman
Foundation -- a journalism fellowship program based at Harvard
University -- we had come at a time when relations with the U.S. were reaching
their
lowest point in years.
In April, 75 dissidents, including many independent journalists,
had been arrested and imprisoned -- some for as long as 28 years -- in
a crackdown that
incited an international outcry over human rights abuses. Two
Cuba-to-Florida airplane hijackings in a single week had prompted a brutal
response to a
third incident: Three men were executed for seizing control
of a ferry and attempting to pilot it to Florida. The leading dissident
movement, the Varela
Project, had been all but dismantled, only the project's leader,
Osvaldo Payá, spared imprisonment.
On our trip, almost no one would talk about the arrests. Most
appeared to know nothing about the Varela movement, others were too afraid
to discuss it
with American strangers. Instead, the conversation centered
on two issues: the growing economic crisis in Cuba -- many place heavy
blame on the U.S.
embargo -- and an unwavering belief that the U.S. is poised
to attack the island nation.
''Two weeks ago, they ran the air raid sirens for the first time,''
said James Cason, chief of the U.S. Interests Section, the de facto U.S.
embassy in Cuba.
``They're trying to create a war hysteria so they'll rally round
the flag.''
Interviewed at his official residence on a tree-lined street
in the Miramar section of Havana -- the same palatial home that the Cuban
government accused
dissidents of using as a place to plot against the regime --
Cason offered a scenario in which Castro is once again playing the role
of master puppeteer.
The Cuban leader is cranking up the rhetoric about an attack
from afar to distract people from the increasingly grim economic realities
in front of them.
Cason, and others, made this assessment of the tattered Cuban
economy: Sugar production is in the worst shape since the 1930s. Nickel
production is up,
but so are costs. Tourism is beginning to rebound from the post
9/11 slump, but the country is still struggling to replace $5-to-$6 billion
in annual subsidies
that disappeared with the collapse of the Soviet Union. University
enrollment has fallen 46 percent as would-be college students opt for more
lucrative
tourism jobs.
The deteriorating economy, a vicious tightening of controls on
free speech, the recent wave of hijackings and calm summer waters all may
add up to a
familiar equation: a new wave of rafters in the Florida Straits.
''I think there is a great deal of concern on the part of the
Cubans -- and ours as well -- about the consequences of a mass migration,''
said Ricardo Zuniga,
human rights officer at the U.S. Interests Section.
In the months before the dissident arrests, Castro had begun
signaling a change with a series of moves to assert more internal control:
Independent
libraries were shuttered. Three reformist government ministers
were replaced with old-school hardliners. Security officers conducted large
sweeps of drug
dealers and black marketeers.
''They're going after everyone,'' Cason said. ``Little old ladies who sell bread, and video rental stores.''
`HE WANTS TO BE RIGHT'
Though other Communist strongholds are moving toward more open,
Western-style markets, Castro is heading the other way. After a recent
trip to
Southeast Asia, Castro said he was impressed by the growing
prosperity of the emerging economies. But Castro has said it is his destiny
to remain in
power for the rest of his life, and the reforms that have opened
Vietnam and Malaysia are not for Cuba.
''Fidel wants to go down with his boots on,'' Zuniga said. ``He wants to be right.''
The propaganda campaign appears to be succeeding in part. On
the streets of Havana and, to a lesser degree in Trinidad and Cienfuegos,
the Cubans we
met seemed certain that a U.S. invasion was imminent.
The government-controlled newspaper, radio shows and television,
the only source of information for most Cubans, are filled with the latest
perceived U.S.
provocations around the world. The message: Baghdad today, Havana
tomorrow. Castro himself has stoked the nationalist fervor. In a May 1
speech, he
warned: ``In Miami and Washington they are now discussing where,
how and when Cuba will be attacked.''
Everywhere we looked, billboards and T-shirts bore the faces
of the five Cuban men convicted in 2001 of spying on the U.S. The Five
have been lionized as
national heroes -- martyrs, even -- who infiltrated the Miami
exile community to prevent terrorist attacks on the homeland. Their faces
even overlook the
Plaza of the Revolution on a banner proclaiming ``Volverán!
(They will return!)''
The Five didn't often come up in casual conversation, but they were pointedly featured in tourist hotels and at government sponsored events on our tour.
At a block party thrown by the Committee for the Defense of the
Revolution (CDR) in east Havana's Guanabacoa neighborhood, a 14-year-old
girl in a pink
halter top and jeans skirt offered her greetings to our group
in a ''communique'' that mentioned The Five as heroic figures.
Leaders of the group showed us two and three generations of families
living together in modest three-room houses. To them, this was a model
community,
a neighborhood where people look out for -- and keeps tabs on
-- each other.
''I am liberated here,'' a lively 34-year-old woman told us,
as we sat in her neighbor's home avoiding a sudden rainstorm. ``I can work.
I can take care of
my children. I can do what I want. Why do I need anything else?''
But across town, far from the narrow, dusty streets of Guanabacoa, another life exists, out of reach for most Cubans.
This is a place of dollar stores, where European lingerie and
cosmetics are enticingly displayed on glass counters. Of paladares, the
private restaurants in
people's homes, where tourists dine on illegal lobster and drink
expensive wine. A place of new BMWs and glossy appliances.
For most of the Cubans we met, the thriving dollar economy has
little to do with embracing Western culture or capitalism. In Cienfuegos
and Trinidad, it's
the same as it would be in Coral Gables or Weston: People just
want to take care of their families.
At one unlicensed paladar where we ate a memorable meal, the
chef and his wife had abandoned professional careers to serve red snapper
and
rum-soaked fruit to dollar-bearing tourists. The chef was born
shortly after the Revolution; it is all he has known.
''To dream anything else would mean to be awakened,'' he said, with the help of a translator. ``So I'd rather take this system and make it better.''
He takes risks. Inspectors shut his restaurant years ago, but he continues to serve meals on the patio in his backyard.
''We have a saying: It is better to fail trying to succeed than to fail from fearing to succeed,'' he said, between puffs on a Cohíba.
Leaving his career for a shadier life in private enterprise was
a decision born of pragmatism, not politics. He has a state-of-the-art
entertainment center, a
personal computer, European soaps in his bathroom and a supply
of staples and medicines.
Our chef is careful to help the neighbors while maintaining a
low profile. His wife works with the local CDR. None of his purchases can
be seen from the
street.
RICH, POOR FARTHER APART
He illustrates another reason for the recent crackdown on fringe
activities in Cuba: the growing gap between rich and poor. At the start
of the revolution,
the wealthiest Cubans had four times more money than the poorest;
today, economic studies show that figure has swelled to a ratio of 15,000-to-1.
Still, some Cubans are convinced life is much worse in Florida.
''You can't walk on the streets in Miami,'' the would-be cigar
seller told us on that first day. ``There are so many crimes, sexual crimes
against women, drug
crimes. It's not safe.''
But another man we spoke with in Cienfuegos had a more positive
view. We talked with him for more than an hour -- he practiced his English,
we practiced
our Spanish. At the end, he told us what we'd heard over and
over, in music clubs and bars and along the beautiful, decaying streets
of Cuba.
''It's a problem between governments, not a problem between people,''
he said, putting a hand over his heart. ``Between you and I? There is only
friendship and goodwill.''