Cuban Executions: Testimony from a Former Participant
From Prison Guard to Disillusioned Elder: A Cuban’s Testimony of Repression and Broken Promises
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The stark reality of Cuba’s past, a period of intense political repression, is brought into sharp focus through the poignant testimony of Vicente Hernández Brito. Once a guard in a notorious detention facility, Hernández now observes how the very site of suffering has been transformed into a tourist attraction, a stark contrast to its grim history. His memories, however, remain tethered to the true function of the cabin: a place of despair and punishment.
The Cabin: A Symbol of a Dark Past
“This place was full of prisoners,” Hernández recalls,his voice tinged with the weight of decades. “Now this is for tourists, but this was ‘bad times since you entered.’ It was a terrible place. Nothing good came here.” His words paint a vivid picture of a facility where hope was extinguished, a stark reminder of the human cost of ideological dissent.
The repression, he emphasizes, was not confined to political opponents alone. Hernández details the severe penalties meted out for seemingly minor infractions related to currency. “Do you know how much someone was thrown out for legal membership in currencies? Three years. To another, for having two or three dollars in your pocket, six years for currency traffic.” These examples underscore the pervasive and frequently enough arbitrary nature of the regime’s control, highlighting how even basic economic activities could lead to harsh punishment.
Pedro Luis Boitel: The Death of a Symbol
Among the most harrowing accounts is Hernández’s recollection of the death of PEDRO LUIS BOITEL, a prominent opponent and a potent symbol of resistance against Castroism. Hernández brito served as a direct witness to Boitel’s final moments,a memory etched indelibly in his mind.
“I was with a checkpoint that morning and went to bring coffee to the nursing post,” Hernández recounts. “And they tell me: ‘The one that is in there is dying.’ I asked: ‘Pedro Luis?’ They told me: ‘Yes, it’s Pedro Luis.'”
What followed was a scene of profound solidarity and defiance.”When he died, I asked the lieutenant for permission to close his eyes,” Hernández shares. ”And that was when all the prisoners began to sing the national anthem. They gutting us all. No one could move. No one could leave.” This collective act of mourning and protest, despite the oppressive environment, speaks volumes about the enduring spirit of those who opposed the regime.
Decades later, Hernández expresses a deep sense of pride upon learning that an International Human Rights Award was instituted in Boitel’s honor.”I was very excited,” he admits. “I didn’t know that this recognition existed. He proudly gave me. I, this old man who is here, is proud to have closed Pedro Luis’s eyes. He died because he was very weak.” His sentiment reflects a desire for justice and remembrance for those who suffered and sacrificed.
Forgotten Regime Server
Hernández Brito’s life trajectory took a further turn as he later served the regime as an “internationalist worker,” contributing to its propaganda apparatus. This role required him to undergo military training, a stark contrast to the civilian missions often portrayed. “To be an internationalist worker you have to pass military training before going to a civil mission,” he explains. “Here they say no, that doctors who go to Venezuela are not military, but to be able to go to work in Angola, for example, I had to train as a soldier.”
The Bitter Harvest of Revolution
Today, Hernández Brito’s old age stands in stark opposition to the promises of the revolution he once served. The ideals he fought for have seemingly evaporated, leaving him in a state of profound disillusionment and hardship. ”My colleagues and people come and eat from the garbage dumps,” he confesses with a heavy heart. “This has given a radical change, which is not for what we fight.”
With a voice choked with emotion, he articulates the depth of his misery. ”I thought that when I retired I would be calm, without problems, with an insured old age: with medicines, with medical care. If it had not been as of my daughter’s help, I don’t know where I would be.Dead safe.” His plight highlights the economic struggles and lack of social security faced by manny Cubans, even those who were once part of the system.
He concludes with a question that encapsulates the disillusionment of an entire generation: “Is the health ended or it is not over? Is the guilt of all those things by imperialism?” This rhetorical question probes the systemic failures and external factors that have contributed to the current state of affairs in cuba.Vicente Hernández Brito’s