POSTCARDS FROM CUBA: Necropolis de Cristobal Colon

For Sean, who loved it as much as I did.

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notes

Necropolis de Cristobal Colon: established in 1876, now with more than one million corpses occupying 800,000 graves, spread over 140 acres (57 ha).

Review: you should go. Repeatedly.

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riff

I love cemeteries. I love everything about them. This particular cemetery, partly kept-up, largely falling apart, Communist-era monuments built around/upon Imperialist ones—emptied crypts—graves of martyrs—repatriated bones and excavated coffins—it’s just filthy with history and I wallow in it.

Can’t help myself; inflict some of the history—Cuba and Havana’s beauty, drama, tragedy—on the children.

They don’t appreciate it.

Cinder: “Trust Mom to make a fun trip to a cemetery depressing.”

Flora: “Don’t listen. Do what I do. Nod, smile every once in a while, and keep on looking for headless angels.”

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why I’m going to hell

I am raising irreligious children on purpose: if they ever decide to find god(s), religion, dogma, idealogy, I want them to do it as thinking, resilient adults and not impressionable, malleable “I’ll believe what you tell me because you are big and I am little” larval humans. I am doing this on purpose.

Sometimes, I forget… that what I’m doing leaves certain… shall we say… holes in their cultural education.

Ender: “Ugh, Mom, look, there’s an ugly skinny man hanging on that lamp post. And one over there. Why is that?”

Flora: “God, Ender, don’t you know anything? That’s Jesus Christ. And he’s sort of a zombie—he died but then came back to life… Mom explained it to me once.”

Apparently, really, really badly.

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(Yes. I know what it looks like. Why do you think Cinder took the photo?)

outtake

As we pass a grave surrounded by a swarm of flies:

Cinder: “Well, somebody wasn’t cremated…”

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“Jane”

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