MIAMI — I believe in Americans’ right to travel anywhere in the globe we wish.
But, at a time when hundreds of Cubans are in prison for voicing dissent and hundreds more are fleeing the island in record numbers — some dying at sea and during multi-country treks to the U.S.-Mexico border — the glossy American travel brochures peddling travel to Cuba sicken me.
How does one reconcile the images of rickety rafts washing ashore in South Florida with the Instagram-like images and descriptions of a paradise that doesn’t exist?
