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Revolution as export
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Mercedes Webb-PullmanBibliography for The Fidel Suite
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Revolution as export
My first trip as Leader is to America to address the Press Club. I go from New York to Canada, Argentina, Uruguay, Brazil. I make contacts, meet and greet, press the flesh while I plant seeds. Keeping our borders overseas relieves internal pressures. War unites Cuba, keeps us focused explains why there's never enough of anything. Except some things like those million Chinese bicycles. A revolution is built on its past. I face constant challenges. Where none exist I invent them. The past is never finished. I set up training camps, plant networks of operatives, bring the world's youth to be part of Cuba's Revolution. I spread a subversive apparatus through Africa Asia and Latin America. My advice is keenly sought. Angola is busy; the greatest military intervention we ever stage. The experience there helps in Ethiopia, where my troops go next, and force the withdrawal of the Somali President's forces. I coordinate efforts from Havana, set up my Special Ops Command Post; from there I direct the Sandinista NLF against Somoza's National Guard in Nicaragua, victoriously. Nasser loves me, so does Mugabe. Havana becomes the capital of world revolution. Moscow abandons us to our fate. I step up supplies to Angola direct a tank campaign from Havana. South Africa attacks we stop them in their tracks. Apartheid starts to end. My last military victory. I am the glory of the Revolution. My last international political victory is young Elian Gonzalez, one of a group of dissidents trying to reach Florida. (It's actually easier to keep an eye on dissidents in Miami than it is in Havana). The rest of them die including his mother. I make the USA send him back, to his father, to me, to my beautiful Cuban revolution.

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I never thought to get this old. I'm uneasy in my soul, you could say, though I haven't given my soul much thought since I banned the Church in the 60's and was promptly excommunicated. But the Jesuits had me first. They still steer the way I see the world even as the Church rejects me, even as my father's class rejects me. He dies as I plan the Revolution. Seizing his estate, burning his cane that isn't personal. I do that to all the land holders. Destroy the whole Agrarian set-up and start again. My life is the Revolution's history. At battle sites I build monuments. The Moncado Barracks, the small mud walled school in Biran. Even the house I grew up in on the sugar plantation is reconstructed, perfect in every detail, but fake. Except the crib. Raul, Raulito, beloved younger brother, yet despised for all that. Che. My throat thickens. I love that man but I must kill him. Celia, always there for twenty years, then gone. Dalia, my new family, five new sons. Father Valentino Father Llorente. They dance together in my mind. I wish I could smoke just one last cigar. I used them as a prop, a way to give me time to think, at first - then they became necessary. Emphysema is a horrible death, a slow drowning. My women never dared laugh at my skinny legs. I used to be called El Caballo The Horse. Now my balls hang down to my knees. The Revolution will never end. Society struggles permanently within itself as one socio-economic class takes power from another. July 26. Number 13. Busy busy etcetera schedule a meeting for 3 am. I am ordained in my mother's womb. My mission is to save the Cuban people.

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Mercedes Webb-Pullman
Bibliography of The Fidel Suite
Bohning, Don The Castro Obsession: U.S. Covert Operations Against Cuba, 19591965 ISBN 978-1574886764 2005 Washington, D.C Potomac Books, Inc. Coltman, Leycester The Real Fidel Castro ISBN 978-0300107609 2003 New Haven and London Yale University Press Latin American Network Information Centre Castro Speech Data Base http://lanic.utexas.edu/la/cb/cuba/castro.html Texas USA University of Texas Norberto Fuentes The Autobiography of Fidel Castro (Anna Kuchner translator) ISBN 978-0393339031 Reprint edition (December 6, 2010) New York W. W. Norton & Company


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