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Interviews with Manuel Vázquez Portal

Interviewed November 22, 2024

The second hunger strike I participated in, I ended up at the hospital. There they discovered that I had an emphysematous bulla [a blister of the skin or mucous membranes containing fluid] in the apex of the right lung. They kept me there in the hospital and in 2004… June 2004, by that time the New York-based, Committee to Protect Journalists, awarded me its prize for freedom of the press and Human Rights Watch, gave me an award for documenting conditions in prison.

A few pieces of mine had been published abroad and to my surprise, on June 24, 2004, they [authorities] arrived at the Grillo Hospital, where I was admitted and told me, “Get ready, you are leaving as a transfer.” This sounded good to me… well… I will move to Havana, I will be close to my family; we’ll see what happens. But then the security officer said to me, “Why don’t you give your flip flops to this sick man?” “Well… it’s just that I am going to need them.” “No, I think that where you are going you’re not going to need them.” I assumed that he was giving me a signal because he also said, “Look, and this bucket, give it to so-and-so who doesn’t have one.” I said, “No wait a second, if you are going to give away my things, then I am going to give them away myself.”

And I began to give away my shirts, towels, shoes, soap, everything I had there, because I realized two things. I said, “Right now, they are either going to put me on the first plane out, or something is going to happen because this man is giving away my things and giving me a sign.” Next they put me in a small van and told me, “You’re free.” “You mean a free man?” He said, “Yes.” So in the same awkward, crazy, frightening way that we were taken prisoner [the Group of 75 nonviolent dissidents who were arrested during the March 2003 crackdown known as the Black Spring], I was released.

We traveled in the small van from Santiago in Cuba to Havana… in that same [model of] van that picked me up in the middle of the night and brought me to “Section 21” [state security] in Marianao [a district in Havana]. At 11 o´clock at night on June 24, I arrived at my house. And there of course I found my wife Yolanda with her leg in a cast up to her groin. She had already visited me in Boniato [prison] with her leg in a cast.

She was in a cast because a dog was released on her the day before visiting me in May; and yet, she still went to Santiago in a wheelchair with her leg in a cast. I already knew about her leg but to get home and find my wife with her leg in a cast; my son, of course, was already 10 years old. It was terrible.

Those were frightening days. There was a visible [state security] operation going on; they were following me, in what they call a “Japanese pursuit” that is to say, they make you notice that you’re being followed in order to provoke you and that’s how the first few days passed. When I was taken prisoner, I was already approved by the American Consulate to travel to the United States; I already had a visa, everything was ready and well when they arrested me [in 2003].

And when I returned, I consulted with my wife… my family and I said, “Look, I am not leaving [Cuba] because if they already gave me 18 years, and now I have completed almost 2 what more can they do? I´m going to continue my independent journalism; I´m going to continue to oppose these people.”

But, my wife told me that it wasn’t worth sacrificing her life, the life of my son, and my other older children and so I took my visa that I was given by the United States and on June 7, 2005, I landed in Miami. I discovered that Miami was a kind of small Cuban town but without a rationing system.

Miami is a very nice, very colorful, very picturesque village where the fruits are very big due to the hormones and everything here is gigantic; everything is very big, the passions, ideals, reason, discussions. I have been here in Miami since June 7th, 2005.

I worked for a few months at CubaNet, a website that I was working for in Cuba. After three or four months, I left CubaNet and I went on to work at Radio Marti. At Radio Martí, I worked nearly six years as a journalist, editor, newscast producer. In November 2011, I resigned from Radio Marti. I went on to work with NBC at Telemundo, producing the newscast; I was there for almost two years. And now I am the producer for a well-known journalist in Miami; I am the producer of the TV program “Ahora” with Oscar Haza.