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    Sex, Taking All Comers

    Sex, Taking All Comers / Ivan Garcia
    Posted on May 19, 2013

    There is still the ration book. Potatoes are scarce, the price of fruit
    is going through the roof, and drinking a natural orange juice is a
    luxury. Sanitary pads are only distributed every two months — a package
    of ten to menstruating women. And connecting to the Internet is still a
    science fiction story for a large part of the population.

    However, sex is liberated. A national sport. According to some, the
    infidelity between couples is a gene human beings carry. If those verse
    in it give a tour of Cuba, we can confirm their strange theories.

    And they confirm that teenagers of 12 and 13 are “experts” in the field.
    Unaware that Australian is a continent, or that Henry Lee was in
    independence fighter in the American Revolution and not the creator of
    Lee jeans. But when it comes to sex, they have countless stories to
    tell. For many boys, their fathers teach them from the time they’re
    small, that the more women they have the more macho they are.

    It’s the ABCs of a Cuban father to his son; life is dick. Men don’t cry.
    And the boss of the house is the one with balls. If in the 19th and 20th
    century fathers paid prostitutes to de-flower their sons, today it’s not

    Most children are more up-to-date and more promiscuous than their
    parents. Having a “honey” or a lover is synonymous with masculinity. An
    athlete of sex. A son of a bitch of the street.

    The more lovers, the more drinks friends pay for. In the bars they offer
    “wise” council about how to get into an impossible female. For hours,
    they tell sex anecdotes without ceasing to drink like Cossacks, beer and
    cheap rum.

    Sex in Cuba is messy, but it has its hierarchies. Not like the
    neighborhood pimp that manages a five-star hotel. A capital that’s a
    general. A boring and monotonous deputy to parliament that’s a mandarin.

    The “honeys” of the superiors respect them. Secretly they look at their
    breasts or butt, but desist from the rude compliment or indecent
    proposal. A boss can fire you or make your life impossible if he finds
    you prowling around his woman.

    Meanwhile, the more stars on your epaulette or if your photo appears
    among the members of the Central Committee, the more chances you have to
    give major luxuries to your lovers. You can even choose: blondes
    brunettes, mulatto or black. Or have a collection with one of each. As
    all are stunning, with pride and discretion we see you on the weekend in
    exclusive recreational villas for senior officers, or at parties their
    wives don’t attend.

    Being the “honey” of a major character in Cuba, is synonymous with
    social status. As if rocket-propelled, you climb the ladder at work. All
    over Havana everyone is talking about the meteoric rise of a famous
    television report, who is both beautiful and talented. According to the
    rumors, the lucky guy who sleeps with her is the “boss of the bosses.”

    It’s still remembered that in the 90s, when Carlos Aldana was the third
    strong man on the island, in charge of the ideological sector of the
    Communist Party, came to have three “darling” journalists, the three

    Even Fidel Castro, between sips of Jack’s Daniel, liked to talk in
    private about his sexual exploits, like the affair he had with the
    German Marita Lorenz and she told about it in a book. In a
    macho-Fidelista Revolution like the Cuban one, having amorous adventures
    in bulk sets you apart from the pack. A rogue, a pimp. A hallmark of
    virility that makes the difference.

    In a note from Juan Juan Almeida published in Marti News, told about the
    debauchery of Cuban officials in Angola. He gave a figure, taking from
    the Ministry of the Armed Forces: 40% of the woman who were on the
    mission in Angola were harassed or raped. That figure has never appeared
    in the newspaper Granma. For me, Almeida Jr. is a highly credible
    source. He lived among the creme de la creme of the Cuban hierarchy. His
    father, a great person in the opinion of his relatives, took to his bed
    every woman who stirred his pleasure.

    And I pardon their children and wives. The great difference between
    being the “honey” of a leader and dying of hunger, are luxuries and
    comforts. The guy with few resources invites you to a movie and buys you
    popcorn or peanuts. The “bigwig” puts a roof over your head. And if you
    really satisfy him he buys you a car. And in addition, you climb the
    ladder in your profession.

    There are women who live off their lovers, like the pimps off their
    prostitutes. And sometimes they have more than one “girlfriend,” they
    compete to see who gets more and remains preferred. Recently I heard an
    argument between two hookers. One said to the other, “Yeah, I’m a
    monster, I bought my boyfriend a motorcycle and three gold chains. The
    others just give him shirts and sneakers.”

    You can live in tile house in Carraguao, or a residence in Miramar. But
    if you were raised to it, you have to have a “honey.” In a conversation
    between “tough men,” if you don’t talk about the “girlfriends,” “honeys”
    or lovers you have, they might label you Catholic or retarded. A bore
    who doesn’t know how to use the penis God gave you. That is, taking care
    not to mention or even look at the boss’s lover.

    Ivan Garcia

    16 May 2013

    Source: “Cuba: Sex, Taking All Comers / Ivan Garcia | Translating Cuba”

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