Fidel Castro is dead.
Photo by Pepe Billete
I've lived the majority of my life under the watch of the admittedly impulsive eye of the exile community. I've celebrated Fidel's death in the streets of both Hialeah and la saguesera at least three times in the past 15 years, but this time the news isn't coming from el primo mio Carlito que trabaja en Radio Mambí or el mechanico mio "Fix It Luis" que es tremendo troll y me dice vente mil cosas para joderme la vida. No. This time it is coming from una gringa culona I met in L.A. during the 2013 American Music Awards who works at a national news network in New York.
As the credits begin to roll on a red-carpet screening of Kevin Hart and Josh Gad's new comedy, The Wedding Ringer in theater number 17 at the Regal South Beach Cinema Thursday, January 8, I've completely forgotten where I am because I'm frantically texting the music-awards gringa. Are you sure? Five minutes later, the stage is set, the credits are nearing their end, the house lights begin to come on, and she sends me pics of the news graphics they're ready to run.More »