| 21/02/2021 – 10:57 (GMT-4)
Cuban Manuel Viera, friend and former study partner of Yotuel rosemary, dedicated an emotional open letter to the singer, who is the subject today insults and slander of the Cuban government and its supporters for releasing the song Homeland and life.
Viera, who studied with Yotuel at the Camilo Cienfuegos Military School in Arroyo Arenas when they were “Two indoctrinated children from elementary school like all Cubans are”, said he was disgusted to see how they tried to humiliate, discredit and defame the artist.
After recalling some of the experiences they had together in those years, Viera was proud of someone who one day shared “shark chops and carrot candies” with him.
“You were worthy to sing for your people, against humiliation and despair, against the sharp pistol, against the denigrating motto, against the poorly told story,” Viera wrote.
The singer’s friend regretted that she was trying to discredit and insult him as a political strategy and rejected “the ministry of the uneducated who They called you ‘black rider’ “ Yes the declaration of the National Union of Writers and Artists of Cuba, “Which until a few years ago allowed the CCP’s inquisitorial trials against its gay members.”
Below, CiberCuba reproduces Manuel Viera’s letter to Yotuel:
Yotu:
We were just 15-year-olds, when fate put us in the Camilo Cienfuegos Military School in Arroyo Arenas, or ate donkey bananas in a field meadow in the middle of the special period. Two indoctrinated children from elementary school, as are all Cubans, until study and practice lead us to think for ourselves.
I remember your enthusiasm and joy, I remember that you were one of the lucky few who caught a girlfriend of the 33 possibilities I had to play between 167 young people full of adrenaline and full of hormones. I remember how much minced shark meat and carrot candy we had to eat or how we had to run in “colossal” boots 5 kilometers every day at 6 in the morning. I remember your love of chemistry that you were a monitor of, you liked experiments, I remember a science fair where you made a bomb, I remember your love of dance and recreation. You really did much better than me, you were balanced and I was the computer that didn’t stop studying. I always remember that you worried about your mother, a good leader, good at exercise, the ace of bars and the parallel ones, my enemies. I found you years later in El Vedado, still without fame and you told me that you worked as a model and made a film in France, I hardly believed you! Then came Orishas and your talent was done right. You were decorated as a Cuban worthy of asking for peace in Cuba in a concert that called for peace, not communism, but that more than benefits would hurt its famous participants, because being on that side of the ship was to either against 90% of the world. Canel has finally arrived, and his destructive policy has increased the misery of long-suffering people. You were worthy to sing in favor of your people, against humiliation and despair, against the sharp pistol, against the denigrating motto, against the bad story. I see with disgust how they try to humiliate you, to discredit you in a stupid and stupid political strategy, how they discriminated against you, insulted you, how the Ministry of the Uneducated called you “black rider” or released memes to call yourself a mercenary as if you were not the White of the soul is what matters and in this case theirs beats the night.
Yesterday came the revolutionary UNEAC, the union that unites its artists in an attack on any thought that is not aligned with its policy, the same UNEAC that until a few years ago allowed the CCP’s inquisitorial trials against its gay members because they considered them inappropriate. and immoral while its then-president Barnet, with very high morale and the party book in his pocket, walked with twenty-year-olds through vedado, the same UNEAC that should be neutral to unite and represent all its members.
I want you to know that it is not in vain that this people is waking up, millions support you in Cuba and even more millions outside Cuba. We are up in battle!
I wish you all the best for my brother because you deserve him, Homeland and life.
Your friend,
Viera.