Saturday, February 27, 2010

Imprisoned for 'dangerousness' in Cuba

Imprisoned for 'dangerousness' in Cuba
By Nik Steinberg
Saturday, February 27, 2010

Click. And then silence.

It was the sound I dreaded in my calls to Cuba. As I gathered testimony
from relatives of political prisoners, I never knew what an abrupt end
to the call meant.

Had the Cuban intelligence services cut the line, or was it just the
shoddy phone system? I would call back immediately, often getting a busy
signal or a recorded message that the number was not in service. If I
found out what had happened, it was usually days or weeks later.

"A neighbor dropped by to check on me, someone sospechoso."

"I don't know, my phone just stopped working."

For months I made -- and lost -- these calls. Because Cuba does not
allow visits from human rights groups, we are forced to gather
information from phone interviews, reports from local groups and the
rare copies of prison sentences smuggled out by visiting relatives.

For nearly five decades, Fidel Castro silenced virtually all forms of
dissent in Cuba, locking up anyone who dared to criticize his
government. After ailing health forced him to hand control to his
younger brother in 2006, many hoped that repression would ease. But Raúl
Castro has allowed scores of political prisoners arrested under Fidel to
languish. One of those, Orlando Zapata Tamayo, died last week after an
85-day hunger strike, which he had undertaken to protest the conditions
in which he was held.

Raúl Castro has also incarcerated scores more political prisoners, such
as Ramón Velásquez, who completed a three-year sentence in January, but
was reportedly detained again following Zapata Tamayo's death. I first
spoke to Ramón's wife, Bárbara, on the phone last March. She told me how
on Dec. 10, 2006, they had set out with their 18-year-old daughter,
Rufina, on a "march of dignity" across Cuba to call for respect for
human rights and freedom for political prisoners.

They marched silently, from east to west, sleeping on roadsides or in
the homes of people who took them in. Along their way, police detained
them, they were attacked and cars even ran them off the road. They kept
marching. In January 2007, more than 185 miles from where they started,
Ramón was arrested. He was accused of "dangerousness," tried in a closed
hearing and sentenced to three years in prison.

Under Cuba's "dangerousness" law, authorities can imprison people who
have not committed a crime on the suspicion that they might commit one
in the future. "Dangerous" activities include handing out copies of the
Universal Declaration of Human Rights, writing articles critical of the
government and trying to start an independent union.

Bárbara and I spoke several times over the following months about her
trips to visit Ramón in prison; about her son René, who took care of
her; and about how Rufina had fled to the United States after her
father's arrest.

My organization repeatedly sought permission to visit Cuba but never
received a response. Eventually, we decided to go anyway. To minimize
risks, we told no one we were coming. Last summer a colleague and I
rented a car in Havana and drove east, conducting interviews along the
way. We stayed nowhere for longer than a day.

When we arrived at the Velásquez home on the outskirts of Las Tunas,
only René was there. Bárbara was on her way back from visiting Ramón in
prison, he said.

We sat in a small kitchen with a dirt floor. Inside were two small
chairs, a worn wooden table and a single-burner gas stove. A door opened
on a room just big enough to fit a mattress and a dresser.

René told us he had not been on the march and did not consider himself
political. But shortly after his father's arrest, he came home to find
"Death to the worms of house 58," his family's address, spray-painted on
the nearby bus stop. A week later, he was fired from his longtime
hospital job. Members of the local "revolutionary defense committee" --
the neighborhood association connected with the Communist Party --
insulted him in the street and tried to pick fights. A man was assigned
to watch him and his mother; he stood on their corner and followed them
as they came and went.

René's girlfriend stopped talking to him on her parents' orders. So did
most of his friends, who were warned by police that they would find
themselves in trouble if they kept hanging around a "counterrevolutionary."

"It's like having someone plant a boot right in the middle of my chest
and applying so much pressure I can hardly breathe," René told us. "Some
days I wake up and I think: I have nothing. I am nobody. I have no
dreams left for my future." We encountered this profound sense of
isolation time and again in visits with the families of political prisoners.

Soon Bárbara arrived from her five-hour journey. Exhausted, she talked
for a few minutes and then went to lie down.

"For weeks after they arrested my father, she didn't leave that bed,"
René whispered. The upside, he said, laughing, was that he'd been forced
to teach himself to cook.

When we left, René insisted on walking us to our car. We headed down the
dirt road outside their home, past neighbors who stopped their
conversations and stared, and past the man on the corner, who trailed a
few yards behind us. When we reached the car, René hugged us and asked
us to pass a message to his sister, to whom he hadn't spoken in months:
"Tell her we're fine -- not to worry."

As we drove away, I looked in the rearview mirror. René turned around
and walked home, past the watchful gaze of his neighbors.

The writer is a researcher with the Americas division of Human Rights Watch.

Nik Steinberg - Imprisoned for 'dangerousness' in Cuba -
washingtonpost.com (27 February 2010)
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2010/02/26/AR2010022604901.html?hpid=opinionsbox1

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