- I remember in high school agreeing with Carol that Camilo Sesto's music is just too racy and embarrassingly explicit for a girl to actually listen to, sadly like a lot of Spanish music and poetry because he does have a good voice.
- In high school English class we intensively studied Ernest Hemingway's "The Old Man and the Sea," about the Cuban fisherman who lands a whopper.
- Earlier today while trolling the Internet I read about the existence of Camilo Guevara, son of Che, who is apparently some sort of Minister of Fishing for the Cuban government.
- One of my Spanish literature teachers might have been of Cuban origin although I really don't remember.
Conclusion: No, these dots are not connected in any way. Nowadays there are Cubans everywhere in the U.S. but especially here in Florida. So does this make me a Communist? No, I am not a Communist and not interested in being stuffed in that political box, a simplistic closed-box system that ultimately doesn't actually work just like my sealed ecosystem jar in biology couldn't last forever without getting very cloudy in there. Obviously, they get a lot of help from their friends, too.
