I'm an American (On getting my American citizenship)
Now I'm an American, I was Cuban, but I chose to be an American because I prefer to be under the boot of freedom than under the boot of an octogenarian, dinosaurian tyrant of seven decades. I chose not to be one of my generation because i don't like double morality. The generation that preceded me took pride in dying for a cause, whether the cause of Marxism or the cause of Jefferson. I chose to be an American because I prefer to sleep in the trains of NYC and die on its rails than being a lying instrument of parasitism, after all if I'm going to panhandle I rather doing it in Union Square than in Revolution Square --or in Caracas. Several of my generation went to die in wars in Angola, Congo or Ethiopia, I admire then because despite that they were outrageously used they fought for an ideal. They were naive enough to pay with their lives. But I cannot forgive those who knowing the lack of meaning of those deaths still continue to defend the involvement of Cuban troops in African wars, I hate especially those who praise the victories of the Cubans over South Africans over a glass of wine in SOHO"S Baltasar. I also despise intellectuals of air conditioning and five star hotels, who using their trust funds money extol the wonders of Cuba's socialism while seeping mojitos. I also admire the Cubans who came to this country and build three cities from the ground up. My fate is chosen, it took me twelve years to come to terms with who I'm becoming. Also, I'm not going to swallow down any kind of racism, ethnocentrism, culturalism or classism, to do so would amount to help paralize the perfecting of my new society. I'm gonna fight for my rights with whatever it takes. The constitution gives me the right to do so and to be myself; to realize all that I can be, and to be happy if I can. And I'm happy to be an American.
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