| 21/02/2021 – 10:57 am (GMT-4)
The Cuban Manuel Viera, friend and former classmate of Yotuel Romero, Dedicated an emotional open letter to the singer, who today is the subject of insults and defamation of Cuban government and its supporters for having released the song Homeland and Life.
Viera, who studied with Yotuel at the Camilo Cienfuegos Military School in Arroyo Arenas when they were “Two children indoctrinated from primary school as we are all Cubans”, He said he was disgusted to see how they tried to humiliate, discredit and defame the artist.
After recalling some of the experiences they experienced together during those years, Viera was proud of who she once shared with him “shark bite and carrot candy.”
“You have been worthy to sing in favor of your people, against humiliation and despair, against the gun that aims, against the currency that denigrates, against the poorly told story,” he wrote Viera.
The singer’s friend has lamented that they try to discredit and offend him as a political strategy and repudiate the “ministry of the uneducated who they called you ‘black rider’ “ i the declaration of the National Union of Writers and Artists of Cuba, “That allowed until a few years ago the inquisitorial processes of the PCC against its homosexual members.”
Next, CiberCuba reproduces Manuel Viera’s letter to Yotuel:
Yotu:
We were just 15-year-olds when fate put us at the Camilo Cienfuegos Military School in Arroyo Arenas, was that, or eating banana donkey in a meadow in the field in the middle of a special period. Two indoctrinated children from primary school as we are all Cubans until study and practice lead us to think for ourselves.
I remember your enthusiasm and joy, I remember you were one of the lucky few who caught girlfriend of the 33 chances we had to compete among 167 young people full of adrenaline and full of hormones. I remember how much shark bite and carrot candy we had to eat, or that we had to run in “colossal” boots 5 miles every day at 6am. I remember your fondness for chemistry of which you were a monitor, you loved experiments, I remember a science fair where you made a bomb, I remember your taste for dance and recreation. You really carried it much better than me, you were balancing me the computer that never stopped studying. I always remember you worried about your mother, good leader, good at exercise, ace the bars and parallel my archenemies. I found you years later in the wilderness, still without fame, and you told me you were working as a model and making a film in France, I just believed you! Then came Orishas and justice was done to your talent. You had the decorum 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 harm its famous participants, as to be on this side of the ship was to be against the 90 percent of the world. Finally came Canel and its destructive policy to increase the misery of our already suffering people. You have been worthy to sing in favor of your people, against humiliation and despair, against the gun that aims, against the currency that denigrates, against the poorly told story. I see with disgust how they try to humiliate you, to discredit a foolish and stupid political strategy, how they have discriminated against you, offended you, how from the ministry of the uneducated they have called you “black rider” or have released memes shouting mercenary as if not it was the whiteness of the soul that mattered and in this case that of them won him overnight.
Yesterday came the revolutionary UNEAC, the union that disunites its artists in a bid against all thought not in line with its policy, the same UNEAC that until a few years ago allowed the inquisitorial processes of the CCP against its gay members to consider those of improper and immoral conduct while its then President Barnet with very high morale and his party card in his pocket walked with twenty-year-olds through the enclosure, 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, this people is awake, millions support you in Cuba and even more millions outside Cuba. We are fighting!
I wish you the best my brother because you deserve it, Homeland and Life.
Your friend
Viera.