Cubans imprisoned in the Castro gulag because of their political beliefs are journalists, lawyers, librarians and human rights activists. They represent a movement whose members are struggling for justice and for their nation to be free.
These prisoners are also fathers and sons, brothers and uncles. They are not just the symbol of a wrong waiting to be turned right. They are real human beings, loved and missed and cried for.
I was reminded of that today when I read the latest blog post from Marielto, whose uncle, Antonio Díaz Sánchez, has been jailed by Castro dictatorship since the "black spring" of 2003.
I reported earlier this week that his jailers had thrown Díaz in a cage for refusing to wear a prison uniform.
His nephew made clear why you should care about that:
This past Monday ... I received a call from my mother with an update on my uncle's situation. Unbeknownst to me, Tony had been taken from the hospital in which he had been recuperating from his colitis for approximately 8 months and surreptitiously moved to an undisclosed location. On Friday morning of the same week, Gisela, Tony's wife, received his personal effects. Despite repeated attempts to gather the facts from State Security, Gisela had no information about Tony's exact whereabouts and condition. You can imagine the level of anxiety within the family.
Read the whole thing here.