If Yoani Sanchez Read Your Blog

 

 Wednesday night in Havana, Cuban blogger Yoani Sanchez read her speech accepting this year’s Ortega y Gasset prize for digital journalism to friends gathered in her apartment.  She was prevented from traveling to Spain to accept the prize in person by a regime which appears increasingly distressed by the attention shown the young blogger.  An interview aired on National Public Radio’s Morning Edition provides an update and a bit of context for those not familiar with her work.

I have been following the story of Yoani Sanchez for some time.  When I first wrote the following essay, one of my greatest concerns was the translation of her words.  I do not read or speak Spanish, and the response she posted in March, just after Cuban authorities began slowing access to her blog, appeared on the internet in a variety of forms.

Now, I have a translation which I feel comfortable posting.  Provided by Jose Ma Gonzalez, a native of Spain, and Jane Reinhart-Gonzalez, I am confident it gives a good sense of Ms. Sanchez’ style as well as an accurate reflection of her words.  Many thanks to Jose and Janie, who do translation work professionally in Galveston, Texas.

Some of you who stop by will have read this before.  Nevertheless, considering the latest developments in Ms. Sanchez’ life, it is worth another read, and certainly worth posting for those who do not know the story of this year’s winner of the Ortega y Gasset prize.

Yoani Sanchez haunts my life.  Slender, dark-haired, she walks Havana streets thinking of toasters and lemons, passing into and through the shadows of the Castros, fingers curled around the flash drive hidden in her pocket.  She is walking to a liason, a tryst, an encounter hidden from the eyes of the world.  Her desire is not for a man, but for a computer monitor: her longing and hunger, to send her words out into the world.

Yoani Sanchez is a young Cuban woman who blogs from Havana.  She blogs rather well, with a worldwide readership.  The circumstances of her life, combined with her words and her incisive intelligence, make her someone worth reading.  They also make her someone to fear, particularly if you are a Cuban official whose only longing and intention is to maintain order and preserve the status quo.  Dictatorships will smile benignly on philosophers and thinkers who fuss about grand issues like freedom, censorship and ineffective government using large, rectangular words.  But when pretty young bloggers begin to describe the realities of life in words everyone can understand – toasters and oxen and lemons and milk – dictatorships pay attention.

I first attended to Yoani Sanchez when I saw her name – and nothing more – posted on a website.  Curious, I began to search.  I found an article about her blog in the December 22, 2007 Wall Street Journal, and was moved by the simple description of what she does:

 “On a recent morning, Yoani Sanchez took a deep breath and gathered her nerve for an undercover mission: posting an Internet chronicle about life in Fidel Castro’s Cuba.”

“To get around Cuba’s restrictions on Web access, the waif-like 32-year-old posed as a tourist to slip into an Internet cafe in one of the city’s luxury hotels, which normally bar Cubans.  Dressed in gray surf shorts, T-shirt and lime-green espadrilles, she strode toward a guard at the hotel’s threshold and flashed a wide smile.  The guard, a towering man with a shaved head, stepped aside.  ‘I think I’m able to do this because I look so harmless,’ says Ms. Sanchez, who says she is sometimes mistaken for a teenager.  Once inside the cafe, she attached a flash memory drive to the hotel computer and, in quick, intense movements, uploaded her material.”

Equally skilled at balancing action with reflection, Ms. Sanchez’ own words about her extraordinary routine are modest.  “The sensation of losing fear, of risking, is a sensation that is normally irreversible.  After you cross certain lines, there is no way back.”  After a lifetime of internalizing the constraints of life in a dictatorship, she describes her blog as a way to escape her “internal policeman”, a way “to push the limits, to find the line where the internal limits end and the real limits begin.”  Sometimes, Sanchez suggests, even a child’s game of “let’s pretend” can be useful.  “You have to believe that you are free and try to act like it,” she says.  “Little by little, acting as though you are free can be contagious.”

Reading her words and tracing the contours of her life, I found them remarkable, if somewhat removed from my own.  The single point of intersection between us seemed to be our blogs.  Produced in quite different circumstances, for different audiences and to significantly different purposes, they are identical as expressions of a writer’s passion: to have words read, appreciated, and absorbed as agents of transformation and change.  However, the initial differences in format I found between Ms. Sanchez’ blogs and my own are instructive.

Like most Cuban bloggers, I had chosen to remain anonymous.  Whether grounded in caution, fear, or simple preference, anonymity can provide comfort, a sense of privacy and security.  It also makes issues of honesty and accountability less relevant.  Ms. Sanchez, who signs her name and posts her photo on her Web site, appears to have few problems with honesty and accountability; she is quite willing to express her opinions and defend them publicly from the very heart of a dictatorship.  Such forthrightness earns her a prerogative or two.  Yoani Sanchez, 32 years old and living 90 miles off our shores in a crumbling nation which would prefer not to be portrayed in such detail, has every right to turn to a 61-yuear-old, comfortable and completely un-oppressed woman and inquire, “And you.  Where is your picture?  what is your name?  Tell me your convictions.”

As I removed my avatar and replaced it with a photograph, as I began signing my name to my work and pondered the implications of doing so, it was the challenge of Yoani Sanchez’ words which resonated in my mind: “Once you experience the flavor of saying what you think, of publishing it and signing it with your name, well, there’s no turning back.  One of the first things we have to do, a great way to begin to change, is to be more honest about saying what you think.”

Ms. Sanchez has a history of saying what she thinks.  Admitted to the University of Havana for study of philology – the study of language and literature – she nurtured a love for Latin American writers.  But her thesis topic, Dictatorships in Latin American Literature, brought her academic career to an end.  “The thesis wasn’t overly critical,” Sanchez says, “but the mere act of defining what a dictatorship is in an academic paper made people really nervous, because the definition was a portrait of Cuba.”

Forced to move from academia to the public forums of the Internet, she unnerved the regime even more: not by overtly political criticisms or attacks on the Castro brothers themselvs, but by her vivid descriptions of daily life.  On March 24, 2008 Cuban authorities became nervous enough to take action, blocking or slowing access to Sanchez’ blog.  According to Sanchez, government censors placed filters that delayed viewing of her Web page on a server in Germany.  Her response, offered here in translation, has been described as classic Sanchez:

I recognize that I have been misbehaving.  I rebel against orders; I look for lemons that never appear; I demand excuses that never arrive; and – a great absurdity of mine – I put my opinions in a blog, with photo and name included.

As you can see, bcause of these thirty-two impertinent years, I am not being corrected.  As a result, the anonymous censors of our ravenous cyberspace have wanted to enclose me in the room, turn off the light and not let my friends enter inside.  That, translated to the language of the Internet, means to block my site, to filter my Web page; in short, to puncture the Blog so that my compatriots cannot read it.

Ever since a few days ago, “Generacio Y” is merely an error message on the screen of many Cuban computers – another site blocked for the “monitored” Internet users of the Island.  My words, my text, and that of other bloggers and digital journalists, have caused the presser foot of the inquisitors to do its ridiculous part.  We have received a slap on the face, the “severe wink” and an admonishment from these arrogant and rebellious adolescents.  Nevertheless, the reprimand is so useless and pointless that it is an embarrassment, and so easy to outmaneuver that it turns into an incentive.

“This breath of fresh air has disheveled the hair of bureaucrats and censors,” she said in a later telephone interview, vowing to continue her blog.  “Anyone with a bit of computer skills knows how to get around them.  The aim of government censors is to block readership in Cuba, where people have limited access to Internet.  They are admitting that no alternative way of thinking can exist in Cuba, but people will continue reading us somehow.  There is no censorship that can stop people who are determined to access the internet.”

Another bit of fresh air blew through Cuba and the worldwide blogging community on Friday, April 4.  On that day, Sanchez’ creativity and persistence was rewrded when her Generacion Y  blog received one of Spain’s top journalism awards, the Ortega y Gasset prize for digital journalism.  The Spanish newspaper El Pais, which awards the prize annually, said Sanchez won it for her “shrewdness” in overcoming hurdles to freedom of expression in Cuba, her “vivacious” style and her drive to join the “global space of citizen journalism”.

Speaking with the Reuters News Service by telephone from her home in Havana, Ms. Sanchez said, “This is great encouragement for Cuban bloggers, who are still at an embryonic stage.  It recognizes that Cuban blogs can be a parallel source of information, reflection and opinions independent from Cuba’s official media.”

 It does much more than that.  Winning a significant prize in a first-world country gets you dinner, a check, an NPR interview and a swing around the talk-show circuit.  In third world dictatorships, winning an international prize can help save your life, as the additional attention and scrutiny set up a useful barrier between the writer and those who would silence a voice.

In a recent blog, I touched briefly on the moral and ethical dimensions of art.  Regardless of the medium, decisions are made by artists at every turn.  Am I working for myself alone, or am I willing to consider the world in which I live?  Am I willing to accept responsiblity for my creation, or will I refuse to engage criticism or disagreement?  To the extent that my art touches other lives, what effect do I wish to have?

The same questions of morality and ethics arise in blogging.  It is easy for us to forget that decisions are being made on a daily basis because the process itself is so easy.  You make coffee, you turn on the computer, you begin to type.  It is even easier to abdicate personal responsibility.  Challenged or rebuffed, facing disagreement or simple misunderstanding, we can choose to turn off our computers and walk away, leaving a trail of words, photos, videos, cartoon and .gifs in our wake without consequence.  Alone in front of our monitors, we are free to consider only those who choose to make their presence known to us, or we can imagine with sympathy and attentive curiosity the faceless ones who also read our words.

The simple fact is that we need to stop, and think about what we are doing.  I do not mean to argue here for one kind of blogging over another; this is not a criticism of cartoons, videos or smiley faces.  It is not meant to be dismissive of casual or shallow posting and, above all, it certainly is not a rejection of hanging out and having fun on the Internet.  All those things have their place.  But, when I think of Yoani Sanchez, their place is quite beside the point.

The point is this.  Imagine Yoani Sanchez, leaving her house on a delicious May afternoon with lime-green espadrilles on her feet, a flash drive in her pocket and a map to the nearest internet connection in her head.  Imagine her languid smile as she slips past the guard, her studied casualness as she sits at a rented computer and draws her treasure from her pocket.  Imagine her relief as the latest set of entries uploads properly, fleeing to the safety of German servers.  Imagine, then, Yoani Sanchez with an additional ten minutes of allotted time, deciding to indulge herself in the luxury of a quick surf across the Net.  With a click of the keys, in a sudden, unbelievable instance of serendipity, she arrives at your page, and begins to read.

What would Yoani Sanchez think?

 

 

 © Text copyright Linda Leinen 2008

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10 thoughts on “If Yoani Sanchez Read Your Blog

  1. Linda, that’s a shame, but not surprising.

    Yoani will still be heard, not because she is one voice, but rather the voice of many. There will come a time on that backwards rock when the people there will be free. History will bitterly remember Castro(s) as the tyrant he has always been, but it will sweetly and long remember Yoani as the new breath and voice of a people that have long cried for freedom.

    She will arise heroic, a liberator, a statesman, and a leader of these new free people! And, Yoani will have earned that position and there will be many future honors for her efforts. But, the only real reward that I believe Yoani is interested in is that of freedom for her people. She will have paid her part for freedom’s price and Cuba will forever be indebted and grateful to the steady, persistent voice that dared to embrace that freedom as a shining light amidst the darkness.

    Hey, I was looking again for your post from this morning! :(

  2. Evening, Moonlight,

    Your perspective and opinions are shared by many, many people. It’s always possible to quibble about the importance of individuals to the movements of history, but I’ve never doubted the value of a single, clear voice – particularly when, as you note, that voice speaks for many.

    Whatever Ms. Sanchez accomplishes in the future, she surely has done remarkable things already.

    As for that “missing” post – a little reticence, a little reluctance arose after some reflection. The focus needs to stay where it is right now – on Yoani Sanchez, and HER blog.

    Many thanks for the comments.

  3. Wow that IS a tiny comment bar. Just got off work and my mind is devoid of anything clever to say. So only taking the comment bar for a test drive.

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  5. Found you here via my friend Val.

    Excellent blog, ma’am!

    Sadly, I ‘swaller’d the anchor’ about 18 months ago, and now dwell amongst the terrestrials. At least it’s with a lovely lass who puts up with me. Which I think, must not be an easy thing.

    I wish I’d had known of you those seven years I lived aboard. My teak would surely have looked much better.

    Your stepping out and putting ‘you’ up on the blog is to be commended. Let me encourage you to continue to do so, to continue to take a stand for freedom, and for a free Cuba.

    Now if I can motivate myself to write more, as I ought. Reading your blog may yet break me out of irons, as it were.

    Fair winds and following seas to you!

    Jim
    (former)
    Sloop New Dawn
    Galveston, TX

    Ahoy, Jim!

    What fun to find a neighbor here. Many thanks for the kind words. Life in community is always better, and there is a fine community gathered around Ms. Sanchez and her efforts.

    There are so many lessons to be learned in this new writing endeavor. Putting the words and sentences together isn’t always easy, but it’s been the easiest of the tasks.
    Gathering courage and cultivating honesty are more difficult, but do-able.

    If you can’t motivate yourself to write, call down a muse from the four winds! I’m convinced we each have one, although a few seem quirky and unpredictable, just like the winds. You’ll know when the right one shows up. Mine takes occasional trips to Poughkeepsie, but I’m still rather fond of her.

    Stop by any time – glad to have you visit!

    Linda

  6. Good to see you found her, now if America would find her.Then we would find our lost love of freedom.

    I feel we have forgotten what we have got here are too ready to give it up for a lie, all in the name of change.

    Long live a Cuba that is free again!


    Richard,

    Many thanks for your response, and for your
    hopeful words. It is difficult for someone on the “outside” to fully understand the experience and passions of the Cuban community, but the longing for freedom, once experienced, will continue to live and grow. I’m honored to support that longing in any way I can.

    Linda

  7. I read your writing on Yoani Sanchez with great interest. Likewise, I followed the link to Yoani’s blog and read it for myself. She is a brave woman and her blogging is an example of what blogging can be–a way for the oppressed to speak to the world.

    Many years ago (1969-70) I was a young Marine stationed at Guantanamo Naval Base in Cuba. We of course, were restricted to the base. At night I could see the lights from one of the villages on the other side of the fence. I often wondered what it would be like to visit that village–to meet the people who lived there, share a meal and some wine and just talk–just get to know them as people. Of course that wasn’t possible. I finished my tour of duty and returned to the United States. But I have never lost the desire to revisit Cuba and travel the country freely-and to do it in a free country. For the Cuban people I hope their freedom comes soon. When it does we will all owe Yoani Sanchez a debt of gratitude.

    Mike,

    Some weeks ago, Yoani’s blog suddenly disappeared from view. Because it happened at a time when the Cuban government was putting pressure on bloggers who were planning an event, there was some question whether it was “server error” or something more sinister. Her blog was down about a day and a half, as I recall, but I also recall my feeling when it disappeared. The sense of utter helplessness was distressing, and it was a window into the world of those who have had their friends and family “disappeared” over the years and around the world.

    Now, a new blog, Voces Cubanas, is extending the reach of Cuban bloggers and making a multitude of voices more accessible. I’ll be most interested to see events unfold in their country – and in ours – as this new administration takes on questions of policy vis-a-vis Cuba.

    If you missed Death by Fidel: A Family’s Story of Survival in your browsing, I recomend it. I’ve been thinking of it a good bit myself, as the boat involved, Cuban Gold, escaped the ravages of Hurricane Ike and is ready to be tended to again.

    Many thanks for your visit, and your kind words.

    Linda

  8. Luckily, I am Canadian and have visited Cuba. I don’t stay in resorts, I stay with people in their homes and it is one of my favourite places on earth. My heart almost bursts for the Cuban friends I’ve made. I can’t think of an eloquent, articulate way to say what wonderful, creative, and generous people they are. I treasure my stories and memories and will be going back for more.

    Thank you for your post. :-)

    arteest,

    And when you go, you can return to tell your stories for those of us unable to make the trip. Heartfelt and honest are their own kinds of eloquence, and you certainly can provide that. Besides, what better way to get through those long winter days and nights that recounting memories of tropical delights?

    It’s certainly true that my best memories of life in Africa involve the people. However beautiful the environment, however interesting the history, it’s the people who make the experience, and I’ve heard over and again that the Cuban people are some of the most welcoming in the world.

    Always a pleasure to have your perspective!

    Linda

  9. This young lady could make a big difference in our effort to free Cuba, she is intelectually brilliant,elocuent, and she is not afraid, that’s how big changes in the world started, by only a few brave people.I don’t know if she is going to make it, her life is in danger, in Cuba they could kill you for less than that, but from every corner of the world we’ll pray for her,Yoani, if you can read this, keep going girl! we’ll support you!

    Sonia,

    I’ve been following recent events in the life of Yoani and her husband, and have deep concern for what is happening around her work and her life.
    She is an inspiration, indeed. I understand that people have differing opinions of her, and that there has been some criticism, but it seems clear that both political opposition and simple human envy are involved. Such is life, as they say.

    Thank you so much for stopping by and expressing your support. If you haven’t posted to her blog, you certainly can do that, too. It’s another way to express solidarity and support.

    Linda

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