From dawn – just under the first full moon of May – thousands of people took to the streets looking for their meeting points to break the prediction of those who still – having been born here – do not know what kind of wood their compatriots are made of.

Prior to the date dedicated to the working class, some had already assumed a notable absence in the streets and squares, and repeated over and over the argument of forced obligation by the managers of the entities.

Those who despise and hate, but at the same time do not lose track of the happenings of this Caribean nation, knew of the citizen agony caused by the consequences of the economic and energy blockade imposed by the United States.

The lack of flour for our daily bread, the blackouts, now eased by the proven solidarity of the Russian government, the transportation problem, the long lines at banks, the high food prices, among other everyday vicissitudes, fueled the enemy’s illusion of a failed May 1st.

As it is customary on this historic date, the people responded; in Havana alone, half a million people were present at the celebration, marked by overwhelming enthusiasm accompanied by ingenious initiatives, not leaving out the infectious Cuban music, this time with the traditional Havana-Santiago conga, and the younger ones chanting the latest hits of the questioned reparto genre.

The haters on social networks, as some usually call last-minute anti-communists, academically trained in socialism, by the way, will once again resort to their narratives to monetize, but convinced that their message to divide and discourage lacks effectiveness.

In the year of the centenary of Commander in Chief Fidel Castro, this parade is the best tribute to the historical leader of the Revolution, accompanied by the six million 230 thousand 973 signatures of the document My Signature for the Homeland.

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