Já jsem byl v hledáčku neustále. Bez ustání mě někdo pronásledoval a hlídal. Ať už jsem byl kdekoliv nebo šel kamkoliv. Ale pokud jsem měl někde jet výtahem, vystoupil jsem v patře, kde to oni nečekali a tak... prostě jsem se pohyboval tak, abych se jich zbavil a setřásl tyto své pronásledovatele. V té době ještě pronásledování nebylo na takové úrovni. Mluvím tu o době, kdy něco takového bylo možné. Dnes je to velmi složité. Oni teď mohou využívat technologie, které jsou tak pokročilé, že je velmi obtížné jim utéct. Člověk je obklíčený ze všech stran. V té době jsem musel jednat... řekněme ne inteligentně, ale určitým způsobem vychytrale. Musel jsem být opravdu velmi vychytralý, abych si zachoval možnost hovořit o zločinech a plnit svoji práci ve Výboru pro lidská práva. Jedna z věcí, která jim velmi vadila, bylo následující. Když mě jeden strážník vedl na výslech, řekl mi: “Máme plnou místnost svědectví, které jsi podal”. Plnou nahrávek a novin, s mými svědectvími, které nashromáždili, “všechnu tu špínu, co jsi řekl”. Jinými slovy, byly velmi znepokojeni množstvím výpovědí, které jsem dokázal zveřejnit o porušování lidských práv na Kubě. To mi tehdy udělalo tak obrovskou radost, že v cele jsem prožil úplnou duchovní slavnost.
Na Kubě je to tak, že vždycky existuje nějaký způsob jak vyklouznout a vyhnout se té maximální možné represi, aby to člověk přežil. Takže, podle mě je chyba... a jiní budou pravděpodobně, že jsem zbabělec... nebo cokoliv jiného, ale postavit se přímo čelem režimu, který tě může rozdrtit jediným pohybem... tak když jsi si toho vědom, že to v tu chvíli udělají... nebo jak bych to řekl... Tak například, když já budu chtít vynést na světlo nějaké porušení lidských práv, ke kterému dochází na Kubě, a abych tak mohl učinit, musím tomu strážníkovi vedle slíbit, že to nikde neřeknu. Řeknu mu, že ne, že to nikde nepovím, a on mě nechá jít. Pak to vypovím. Proč? protože jestli jim budeš tvrdit, že budeš mluvit, tak ti to nikdy nedovolí, nenechají tě. takže z praktického hlediska je prostě nutné jednat tímto způsobem.
Do jídla ti dávali... nebo prostě jakoukoliv formou ti podávali substance, které ti ubližovaly. Taky tam šlo o psychický nátlak. Když jsi se sprchoval, když jsi spal, najednou tě odtáhli na výslech. Využívali také různé způsoby a mechanismy, kterými docílili, že člověk nemohl spát. Dávali před nás taková floreskující bílá světla, velmi ostrá, 24 hodin denně to svítilo. Když jsi se k tomu světlu otočil zády, aby bylo možné se vyspat, budili tě. Říkali, že nemůžeme spát v této pozice, že je třeba se otočit. Takže na tebe svítilo přímé světlo 24 hodin denně. Člověk dokázal spát tak napůl, anebo vůbec. Byla to určitá forma trestu. Další takové praktiky byly zaměřené na odrovnání žaludku, taky psychický nátlak, výhružky, že tě převezou do blázince, do Mazorry, to byl ústav pro psychicky nemocné. Protože člověk přece musí být blázen. Není možné, aby normální zdravá lidská bytost šla proti nim, každý takový musel být blázen. Nedokázali pobrat, že když oni jsou přeci tak dobří, může existovat někdo, kdo by jim mohl oponovat.
“I planned with a friend to leave Cuba on rafts. As another rafter. I was a rafter too. And I was actually one of the first rafters. We did it secretly... There were three of us, two of my friends and I, and one of them was my godfather. And what we did was we left one night in March 1987, we went to sea. And when we were in the [Florida] Cays, a very strong storm came, and a Russian cargo ship picked us up. I disagreed... That’s why there’s truth to that phrase that there can be no democracy at sea, that there must be a captain. I told them not to do it, not to accept, not to go on board. But in the end, in the end all three of us agreed to get on the ship. Just because of the flag, because we knew it was Russian. And the captain of the Russian ship... we spoke to him in very poor English and in Spanish. And we told him we were from Florida, and we had the American flag. We tried to find a way to deceive them so they would not return us to Cuba. But that’s what they did.”
“There is a high security prison called Agüica, where I was held, where I was imprisoned for trying to leave Cuba illegally. And that high security prison has a small prison inside it with even higher security, which they call La Polaca. It is a name that all Cubans know. That is where they put the people who are going to be shot, or people who are extremely dangerous. They only put very special cases there. Nobody can enter, even military people, nobody. Only one officer has the key and access to that prison. So there, in that prison, they put me with those two young boys [who were convicted murderers – ed.]. And God put the right words in my mouth. I say it that way because that’s how it happened, it’s not that I have any merit. So those two young men could communicate with me correctly and I could win them for a cause that for them could be salvation. I am speaking in the spiritual field, so that their soul could be saved. Then every day, the dawns, days, afternoons, nights, they chanted slogans against the revolution, banging on the door. So much yelling, and they did not allow the criminal population to get away with screams and noise like that. But they did nothing to me. Two weeks passed with no change at all, so they decided to take the two youngsters out and leave me alone again.”
“They [my parents] raised me in the district of East Havana. And in those years, I attended an elementary school called José María Reposo, and there I started... we are talking about the sixties... I started as a Pioneer in Cuban society. They had me wear a scarf like all the children, and every morning we chanted ‘Pioneers for Communism, we will be like Che.’ Except we didn’t know who Che was. And even today that phrase is repeated by the children of Cuba – I am talking about 2018.”
“That was at the Ministry of the Interior. I did military service in 1975 to 1978, for three years. Military service is mandatory for young people. And I was chosen for the Ministry of the Interior based on my capacities, based on my participation, and on all the things that they said that I had by that time. Out of 6,000 people, they chose 30. And I was one of those thirty. When I met the people who were members of the group, they were the sons of leaders, they were people who were approved, super-approved by the government. And that gave me access to privileged information. Even within that group of thirty people, we were all in what is called the Personal Security Directorate. Those are the people the regime uses to care for its leaders, starting with Fidel Castro who has already died. And I could see the difference... That scenario, that situation that I had in the military service, allowed me to have access to the truth behind everything that was happening in Cuba in those years of 1975 to 1978, and to be able to compare everything that was being said outside with everything that was said inside of Cuba, and to be able to have a little clearer idea of what my situation was, the one of my family, and the one of the people of Cuba and of those leaders who with force and violence came to power and were never elected by the people.”
Rodolfo González González was born in 1958 in Havana. When he was little, he was part of the Pioneer movement. He always had very good grades at school, which resulted in his appointment in 1974 as president of the Student Federation. There, his first clashes with the authorities took place. From very early on, he had access to privileged information about the true situation of Cuba and was able to verify the vast differences between the lives of people with high positions in the regime and those of ordinary Cubans. During his military service in 1975-1978, he refused to sign a collaboration agreement with State Security. That saw the start of his problems with the regime, and he was expelled from the Union of Young Communists. He managed to participate in the Mutual Economic Assistance program with the intention of escaping to a capitalist country. That was not possible, and so he spent some time in Czechoslovakia. Once he returned to Cuba in 1981, he was employed at the National Bank and then at the Cuban Institute of Radio and Television. Together with two friends he tried to flee from Cuba over the sea. However, their raft entered a heavy storm and was rescued by a Russian cargo ship, which returned them to the island, where he was imprisoned. After spending a year in prison, he began working as a spokesman for the Cuban Committee for Human Rights. Constantly persecuted by the authorities, he managed to denounce countless violations of Human Rights in Cuba. That resulted in further incarceration, this time in Agüica Prison. He went into exile in 1995.
