U.S. hands off Cuba, Haiti!
Protesters marched through
Portland, Oregon’s Saturday Market July 17 chanting “U.S. Out of Cuba! Hands Off Haiti!” They joined progressives around the world who are protesting U.S. attempts to destabilize Cuba. The Portland activists handed out informational leaflets condemning the U.S. Congress for recently adding $2 million to the more than $20 million Washington spends trying to instigate counterrevolution in Cuba.
Credit: WW Photo
The
Atlanta branch of Workers World Party issued a call to several progressive organizations, proposing they join together to organize a rally July 17 in support of revolutionary Cuba and the popular resistance in Haiti. Members of many groups responded and demonstrated under the slogans: “End the U.S. blockade of Cuba Now!” and “No U.S. intervention in Haiti!”
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Eduardo Gonzalez guards the door to the dungeon, as he has been doing for decades. Nobody gets past without his say-so. The neon sign shines red. Sótano Suizo.
Swiss in TJ?
Well yes. We’re in Plaza Fiesta. Zona Rio. Daylight’s fading rapidly. The neon sign shines with a new brightness. And next to it, in this beehive of bars,
Sotano Suizo sticks out, with its wrought-iron art that says “Gourmet Bar. Anno 1989.”
Founder, owner, but still working after 34 years, Rene Bosiger.
A lot of noise comes from inside, so you know the place has kept its mojo since 1989. When I ask about happy hour, Luis, who’s guarding the outside entrance with a temperature gun, points across the Erasmo Castellano Q. alley. “They have happy hour over there,” Luis says, indicating that other, more ordinary-looking place, “five to seven.”