Debe haber algo en la isla que produce en los actores de cine norteamericanos el impulso irresistible de creerse periodistas y comenzar a escribir sandeces.
Ahora es Peter Coyote, quien participó en la subasta de puros cubanos con la que culminó el Festival del Habano, el que se une a lista, con un artículo publicado en el San Francisco Chronicle:
“Behind the stately presidential desk is a white marble statue of Marti's head on a pedestal. (Did this idea of Marti's disembodied head please Batista in some way. What might he have been thinking, with his ideological foe behind him day after day? Did he consider turning his back to Marti a personal triumph, a gesture of disrespect? Was it a question of ‘hypocrisy is the tax that vice pays to virtue?’ No matter what he thought, Batista is dead and gone, and the ideas Marti engendered are being played out and developed by 11 million Cubans. Also in this office is a painting of Carlos Manuel Cespedes, a lawyer, doctor (Ph.D), musician and composer, educated in Havana and Spain; a man of wealth and station who, like Che Guevara, abandoned his privileges to lead a revolution, in this case against Spain”.
¿De dónde sacó este señor la información que cita sobre la historia de Cuba? ¿Del libro del profesor Jaime Suchlicki al que se refiere (Cuba: From Columbus to Castro) o de lo que le dijo el guía del Museo de la Revolución?
En cualquier caso, me pregunto si fue mal informado, como Rick en Casablanca, o es que simplemente no entendió: la cuestión es que los disparates se suceden:
“The ensuing battle pitched the small-tobacco farmers and their freed slaves (criollos-born in Cuba) from the West, against the peninsulares -- sugar-planters and new emigrants from Spain in the East, backed by rich Spanish merchants. Cespedes was eventually killed. The new Cuban government would not let him go into exile and denied him an escort. Trapped finally in the mountains, he was killed by Spanish troops during the winter of 1874. The war ended in 1878 with concessions but not freedom for the slaves. However, the lessons learned in Cespede's campaigns were put to good use not long thereafter in the successful war of Independence from Spain”.
Sin embargo, es en los siguientes párrafos donde un mayor número de errores históricos se acumulan: “From 1933-40, Fulgencio Batista, the son of anti-Spanish Cubans from Oriente province, seized power, leading the "Sergeant's revolt," which displaced Cespedes as president. In 1940, he was elected president, until 1944. Actually, even Batista had some interruptions in his chow-down on Cuba and, in 1952, he rode roughshod over the niceties of "elections" and staged a coup. He held power until 1958, when it was seized by Fidel, and the Cuban people. (Curiously enough, when Fidel won the revolution and assumed power, he was only 33 and thus too young to be president.) Moving right along to the second floor, we stand on the balcony overlooking the entrance foyer, and our guide points out the bullet-pocked wall surrounding a barred door that used to house armed sentries. This is where 50 students from the underground invaded the presidential palace to kill Batista, while an uprising was occurring elsewhere in Santiago, Cuba, creating a diversion so that Fidel's boat, the Granma, sailing from Mexico, could land safely. The students overpowered and killed the guards, but not having planned sufficiently and not knowing the layout of the palace, could not find Batista, who was able to escape through a hidden doorway and reach his armory on the third floor. Thirty students were killed, and others hideously tortured”.
Además de su labor como actor, Peter Coyote ha escrito un libro de memorias sobre la década de 1960, Sleeping Where I Fall, que aparecerá a la venta en mayo de 2009. Para leer el artículo completo de Peter Coyote, pinche aquí.
Fotografía: barbería en La Habana.