Fidel used to laugh a lot at the plans of his enemies “for the post-Castro era”. One day he said that while they were talking about that time, he was working for that time.
And boy, did he beat them again. Just a week before his 96th birthday, when he has been gone for more than five years, his name was raised again as the monument he expressly forbade to be built.
Cubans of all ages who went out to fight an accidental catastrophe in Matanzas without thinking about the risks carried his name on their lips and quoted him as if he were still present.
His enemies wanted to blame him for everything we lack (technology, supplies, merchandise, luxury…), that is to say, things, many, infinite things, that are so lacking that they almost killed us. But his name does not sound then but rather when we speak of all that it bequeaths us (health, education, culture, science, conscience, courage, unity), which is almost everything that saves us.
Trapped in the unhealthy obsession of killing and defeating an enemy they cannot defeat even after his death -and he died when he wanted to and not when they wanted him to-, the creators of that lapidary design for an era, without them knowing it, also erect monuments to Fidel’s memory, constantly.
They do it every time they talk about the Castro-Canel regime, as if they could not say Cuba without getting rid of the surname of the two brothers who defeated the biblical legend of Abel and Cain, until they became the symbol of its reverse.
Or as if they recognize the spirit of the Castros in everything that the new leadership of the country does, almost miraculously, with more passion than resources.
Alas, our adversaries from outside, ignorant and arrogant, a fatal mixture that does not let them see. Alas, our adversaries from within, ignorant and submissive, a ridiculous mixture that does not let them be.
The best thing about the post-Castro era is its many surnames and tremendous diversity of genes. Whites, mulattos and blacks, women and men, young and old. Professionals, workers, intellectuals, artists, athletes, peasants, businessmen, self-employed, foreign investors and even emigrants of all times.
Fidel also used to say that politics was a chess game of 500 pieces. I have no doubt that his most brilliant move was to plant unity as the inevitable destiny in “the post-Castro era”. Checkmate.
Source: Cuba En Resumen