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Barry Jenkins’ beautifully understated film 'Moonlight' has been hailed almost unanimously by film critics as one of the best movies of 2016.
The narrator of Letters to My Mother is a young Afro-Cuban girl who, when her mother dies, must live with her aunt and cousins. Dependent on them and their goodwill, she’s deeply wounded by their taunts about how dark her skin is and their attacks on her behavior in general, including her choice not to straighten her hair. When not at home, she must endure constant, casual racial prejudice. To keep the memory of her mother alive, and to remind herself that she was once unconditionally loved, she writes letters telling “Mami” what she is suffering and feeling. Composed wholly of these letters, this powerful, moving novel tells how the heroine comes of age. Is her inner strength sufficient to overcome her pain and the bigotry of the people in her life? When it was originally published, Letters to My Mother was attacked for exposing the problem of racism in contemporary Cuban society. Nevertheless, this illuminating, thoughtful work went on to win major awards.
Another MUST SEE doc...
Black and Cuba
"A REVELATION! INSPIRING!" Robin D.G. Kelley, UCLA "OUTSTANDING!" Juanita Palacios, International Black Latino Society
This award-winning documentary follows street-smart Ivy League students who are outcasts at their elite university, band together and adventure to the enigmatic Caribbean island of Cuba, whose population is 60% Black. Their journey through the streets of Havana and Santiago reveals enthralling scenes of Cuban life including hip hop performances, block parties, and candid spontaneous encounters with AfroCuban youth. As they film their experience, the travelers discover connections between Cuban and American perspectives on human rights, race, and revolution.
OFFICIAL SELECTION Pan-African Film Festival, Atlanta & Los Angeles, San Francisco Black Film Festival, BlackStar Film Festival, Philadelphia, Hot Docs International Film Festival Doc Shop, Toronto, Oakland International Film Festival
Director/Writer: Dr. Robin J. Hayes Producer: Progressive Pupil
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Race in Cuba
As Cuba Shifts Toward Capitalism, Inequality Grows More Visible
By Randal C. Archibold, NY Times, Feb. 24, 2015
HAVANA--The river where Jonas Echevarria fishes cuts through neighborhoods brimming with new fine restaurants, spas and boutiques, springing up in Cuba’s accelerating push toward private enterprise.
Tattered mansions and luxury apartment blocks speak of old wealth and new. A bounty of private restaurants known as paladares serve pork tenderloin, filet mignon and orange duck to tourists, Cuban-Americans visiting relatives and a growing pool of Cuban entrepreneurs with cash to spend.
These were things Mr. Echevarria, with only a few eggs, some plantains and a handful of rolls in his pantry, would not be having for dinner.
In his neighborhood, a shantytown called Little Swamp on the fringe of the Rio Almendares and the margins of society, few people have relatives sending money from abroad, food rations barely last the month, and homes made of corrugated tin, wood scraps and crumbling concrete fail to keep out floodwaters.
Nobody goes to paladares, much less has the money to start one.
“Never,” said Mr. Echevarria, whose livelihood depends on the catch of the day. “I guess I could not even afford the water.”
As Cuba opens the door wider to private enterprise, the gap between the haves and have-nots--and between whites and blacks--that the revolution sought to diminish is growing more evident.
That divide is expected to increase now that the United States is raising the amount of money that Cuban-Americans can send to the island to $8,000 a year, up from $2,000, as part of President Obama’s historic thaw with Cuba.
Remittances, estimated at $1 billion to nearly $3 billion a year, are already a big source of the capital behind the new small businesses. The cash infusion has been one of the top drivers of the Cuban economy in recent years, rivaling tourism revenues and mineral, pharmaceutical and sugar exports.
Raising the remittance cap, along with allowing more Americans to visit Cuba and other steps toward normal diplomatic relations, will help “support the Cuban people,” the Obama administration contends.
But some will enjoy that support more than others. Cuban economists say that whites are 2.5 times more likely than blacks to receive remittances, leaving many in crumbling neighborhoods like Little Swamp nearly invisible in the rise of commerce, especially the restaurants and bed-and-breakfasts that tourists tend to favor.
“Remittances have produced new forms of inequality, particularly racial inequality,” said Alejandro de la Fuente, director of the Afro-Latin American Research Institute at Harvard University. “Now the remittances are being used to fund or establish private companies, that is, not just to fund consumption, as in the past.”
The Cuban government argues that the shift to more private enterprise, a pillar of its strategy to bolster the flaccid economy, will allow it to focus its social programs on the neediest. As a billboard on a busy road in Havana proclaims, “The changes in Cuba are for more socialism.”
But many poorer Cubans are frustrated by what they see as the deteriorating welfare state and the advantage that Cubans with access to cash from outside the country have in the new economy.
“As Cuba is becoming more capitalist in the last 20 years, it has also become more unequal,” said Ted Henken, a professor at Baruch College who studies the Cuban economy. “These shantytowns are all over Latin America, and Cuba’s attempt with revolution to solve that inequality succeeded to a certain degree for a time. But as capitalism increases, you have some people more well positioned to take advantage and others who are not.”
At Starbien restaurant, one of the most popular in Havana, the owner, José Raúl Colomé, said it was not unusual for a majority of the clientele to be Cubans who live on the island, rather than tourists or expatriates.
“Some are artists who are doing well or entrepreneurs who have had luck,” Mr. Colomé said. “A lot are tourists, naturally, but we are getting more Cubans who might be called middle class.”
In poorer neighborhoods like Little Swamp, many describe feeling like foreigners in their own city, watching the emerging economy but lacking the means to participate in it.
They note the predominance of white Cubans in the new ventures but broach the subject carefully, noting the gains that the revolution brought to Afro-Cubans in education and health but also the hard economic times that darker-skinned Cubans continue to endure.
“I look in those new places and don’t see anybody like me,” said Marylyn Ramirez, who works at a tourist hotel in the Vedado neighborhood and passes new restaurants on the way to work.
Asked if she receives financial help from relatives abroad, she smirked and swept her hand around her small living room, which floods repeatedly in heavy rains.
“If I had that,” she said, “do you think I would be living here?”
After the so-called special period of the 1990s, when the collapse of the Soviet Union plunged Cuba into an economic crisis, thousands of desperate people moved from the countryside to Havana without permission, hoping to find work.
Many still live as virtual refugees in their own country, in neighborhoods like Little Swamp, unable to register for government services like ration books because it is almost impossible to change addresses without prior authorization.
Many residents mention the free education and health care the government has provided, but lament that both seemed better in years past, with shorter lines for care and better teachers. The few poor residents who do receive remittances are known to pay private tutors to ensure that their children advance to upper grades, several people in the neighborhood said.
One resident mentioned a government program that offered refrigerators to those without them, for a price of about $300. But the monthly payments, made with government salaries that are rarely more than $20 a month, can last for years, “longer than the refrigerator lasts,” he said.
Cuba’s two-tier currency puts residents at a further disadvantage. One currency, known as the convertible peso and used for tourism and foreign trade, is pegged to the dollar. But most Cubans are paid in the local peso, worth a fraction of the other. Many consumer goods and other amenities from abroad are paid for in convertible pesos, keeping such comforts out of reach for many.
A government program to build housing has not kept up with demand, and residents often refuse to leave their homes when floodwaters threaten because they fear that squatters will take over or the authorities will not let them return. Jury-rigged electrical wiring sprawls along walls and rooftops, a clear fire hazard.
“Sometimes they have to force evacuations,” one resident said.
Still, for all the problems, few talk openly about leaving the country, mostly because they have no relatives abroad or the money for visa applications or plane tickets. The alternative is setting off in rickety boats or makeshift watercraft, a journey that could end in death or detention and reprisals by the Cuban authorities.
“They catch you, you go to jail and they won’t let you fish anymore,” Mr. Echevarria said.
Eugenio Azcaly, 61, a cook at a state restaurant, figures that he has the skills and experience to open or run a paladar, but he has no capital and no support from relatives overseas. The state, he said, has been good to him, providing him the experience of traveling abroad, to East Germany in his youth. But he has been watching the restaurants open and wondering about his pending retirement.
“I will have to continue working, but I don’t know where,” he said. Touching his skin, he added, “I don’t know if the new businesses would accept me.”
Mr. Echevarria said he averages about $15 a month in earnings, a little below the average of $20 for Cuban workers.
“It’s never enough,” he said. “But we have to keep trying to get by.”
People are always surprised when they hear me speak Spanish, especially Mexicans (mexicanos). It never crosses their mind that I could speak their language. Once I was at a tejano mexicano club in Austin waiting for a girl I was going out with. When I went to the bathroom, some Mexicans were inside talking about me. They said, “What’s this mayate [in this usage, a racially pejorative term for an African American] doing here anyway? They have their own clubs.” I didn’t say anything, but the next time I went to the bathroom, they were there again. They were saying, “Yeah, we’re going to kick the mayate’s ass! He shouldn’t be here!” It seemed to me like things were getting a little bit difficult. I said, “Hey guys, I’m raza.” They looked surprised, but said, “Oh, we thought that you were African American.” I said, “No, I’m Cuban; Latino just like you.” They seemed to calm down after that, and we all went back to our tables. I didn’t hear them say anything else or have any more problems with them for the rest of the night.
An AfroCuban respondent about his experience in Austin, TX
Source: Black and Hispanic: The Racial Identification of Afro-Cuban Immigrants in the Southwest