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Yet Castro had to come here to have his sphincter tightened (I make no assumptions here) in the 70s, and had to go to Venezuela for his cancer treatment. I have little respect for the UN or Wiki when it comes to an honest assessment of anything Communist.
Procedures differ from place to place. Americans go to other countries for specialized procedures all the time and other citizens come here. It has no bearing on the overall condition of any one countries health care system.
Fact is that Cubans get good, free health care. It's just the way it is. It doesn't matter what government they have or what relationship they have with the US. It's meaningless in terms of health care. Just because they are communist/socialist doesn't mean they don't have good doctors. Really has nothing to do with it.
I have little respect for the UN or Wiki when it comes to an honest assessment of anything Communist.
I like the cigars.
Cuban chicks are great fucks.
They are in fact cowards, they fear any voice but their own, they fear free choice, they are about forcing their opponents out of the market place of ideas. They are the enemies of our individual freedom.
Procedures differ from place to place. Americans go to other countries for specialized procedures all the time and other citizens come here. It has no bearing on the overall condition of any one countries health care system.
Fact is that Cubans get good, free health care. It's just the way it is. It doesn't matter what government they have or what relationship they have with the US. It's meaningless in terms of health care. Just because they are communist/socialist doesn't mean they don't have good doctors. Really has nothing to do with it.
He probably believes their Party line about the superiority of their communist medical system as well.
You're a fool if you think liberals and leftists are cowards. You're evil if you're "God-fearing" -- at least in this culture, where the phrase implies loyalty to a particularly evil abomination of a God. (Who made Hell? Hint: It wasn't Satan.)
When I traveled the country one year ago, Cubans were just beginning to think about a world after Fidel, after the Communist leader fell seriously ill in 2006 and world media pundits waited to run his obituaries. I had gone to Cuba, visiting the major cities and many of the towns that dot the island of some 11.4 million inhabitants, chasing a myth. For the US and Latin American left, Cuba exerts a fascinating appeal as the sole revolutionary success in a region historically battered by military dictatorships and economic crises. Growing up in Argentina, adolescent all-night conversations with my friends about our country's dismal situation always ended with a comparison to the beauty of Cuban revolutionary ideals. Soccer fans emblazon Che Guevara's image on their flags, and university intellectuals angrily defend the Cuban example. Yet, there is much to criticize, especially in terms of human rights and political repression. The island represents an uncomfortable nexus between an attempt at a more equitable society and the excesses of an undemocratic regime.
"The worst problems we have are food, transportation and housing," said a blue-shirted clerk at a rations store just outside of Havana. As he spoke he also measured out the week's ration of crackers for neighborhood women coming in one afternoon. He deftly put the plastic bags they brought with them on a scale and scooped in the appropriate portion of hard, round crackers, later checking off the appropriate slot on their ration booklets.
He explained very carefully the economic conundrum faced by most Cubans: "We get a basic food basket, and that's very subsidized. It's supposed to last a month, but it can't, it lasts two weeks. So people have to get a little more, like at a farmers market or elsewhere. But that's more expensive. You have to find a way, invent something."
Behind the clerk, samples of items covered by the ration booklet, labeled with the negligible cost and how often families are entitled to each item, sat forlornly on the shelf: a cup of rice, one of beans, a carton of cigarettes, a bar of soap.
Asked about Castro's eventual death, the clerk furrowed his brow. "I'm 42, I've never had another leader. I don't know what happens," he said with a shrug. And it is difficult for anybody to really know, he said. "There's no free press here, you know." And there can be no opposition "because there is only one party, and you have to do what they say, or else they make you disappear." But one of the shriveled old women buying her rations interjects. "I saw what it was like before," she said, showing her toothless gums and shaking her scarf-covered head. "I don't want anything to change."
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"Most leaders here have no idea what they're leading. It's the same to them if the bread gets here at six in the morning or at nine," an engineer said to me one night while repairing the fridge. We were chatting with other acquaintances in the indoor patio of a colonial-style house in Sancti Spiritus, a sleepy provincial capital outside of the tourist beach circuit. Flies buzzed around scraps in the adjoining kitchen as we drank endless rounds of sugared coffee. The engineer, in his early 30s, had heavy bags under his eyes from working late hours as a repairman to make ends meet. "The Cuban system is good. We lack sophistication, but it's good."
A surgeon, dropping by for a family visit, partially agreed. He knew about the world that existed off-island, having traveled several times to Mexico and Spain for medical conferences, and he saw little benefit in becoming more like them. He sees little benefit to certain types of political freedom. When I asked this group of educated and engaged men if they desire political change, they all stopped mid-sentence to stare at me, as if I had lost my mind. As if I hadn't understood what they just told me. The illusion of individual power to effect, held dear in liberal democracies, is missing here. Change is something some wait for anxiously, while others expect none or dread the idea--but should things change, it will be something done to people, not by people.
A drunk friend soon stumbles into the room, waving his Communist membership card under my nose and asking me if anything "outside" could possibly equal the marvels of the Cuban system. And with that, the political conversation was over.
According to the Gallup World Poll in 2006 the median monthly per capita income in Latin America was $118, in terms of U.S. dollars. For Argentina it was $184, for Cuba it was $117, and for Venezuela it was $111.
Slack-jaw knee-jerk communist reaction: People who disagree with me are EVIL.
Says it all.
And KK knows shit about Cuba. He/she has never been there.
Cuban cigars are arguably the most overrated product in the world.
Wrong.
Cuban cigars are arguably the most overrated product in the world.
I would rather live under a right wing democracy than a left wing dictatorship. Nevertheless, I can understand why Americans to the left of the Democrat Party often admire the Cuban government.
If one's primary concern in politics is the economic well being of the poorest 10% of Americans, one must despair of American democracy. Those people do not contribute to political campaigns. Most of them do not vote. Most Americans who do vote do not care about them. They would be better off under a Cuban style dictatorship. At least they would have health care.
You tell'em knowitall.
I have written (here and elsewhere) about my experiences in Cuba.
What is amazing is how some people here just make up stuff about Cuba, knowing nothing whatsoever about the place, and defend all challenges to their bullshit with hostility.
Unlike freedom of speech, ignorance is a fundamental right in their eyes.
So...you smoke cigars do ya?
With the exception of your last wet dream the Republicans aren't going anywhere. Obama needs that resource in order to find candidates that aren't wanted by the law.