Later, Guillen condemned
my behavior. He told me, "You sawed off the branch you were sitting on!
Castro saw you, his brother too! They saw you defending an hijo de la gran
puta!" Guillen didn't like Padilla either, because Guillen didn't
appreciate criticism of the regime. Guillen said, "These people, they
risked their hide in the Sierra Maestra. They took risks, they waged war. The
rest of us intellectuals, we were in Paris, in Buenos Aires, we didn't do
anything. We didn't have the cojones to take action like these young
men, so we should just keep our mouths shut!" I didn't agree with this
theory, that we had to keep our mouths shut because the men who took power were
men of action, that we had nothing to say. But Guillen was Machiavellian:
"You have to be clever, you lacked political talent! I thought you had
more finesse." In other words, he defended the socialista realpolitik,
like many people who had served Stalin and others. For me, if there's something
about which I cannot be reproached, it's that I never walked the walk of
Stalinist realpolitik. From the moment I knew about them I said no. I'm
Haitian after all, so I had my own little tradition of rebellion, my cimarrón
tradition.
(¿Un cubano más? An Interview with René Depestre about his Cuban Experience. Afro-Hispanic Review, Fall 2015)
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