March 2010 Archives

 Reposted from Generacion Y

A couple of years ago I went to the DHL office in Miramar to send some family videos to friends in Spain. The clerk looked at me as if I were trying to send a molecule of oxygen to another galaxy. Without even touching the Mini DV cassette, she told me that the Havana branch only accepted VHS. I thought it was a question of size, but the explanation she gave was even more surprising, "It's just that our machines to view the content only read the large cassettes." When I tried to insist, the woman suspected that instead of the smiling face of my son, I wanted to send "enemy propaganda" abroad.