Back in the 1960’s, during the afterglow of the Cuban revolution, a young, idealistic Unite Cat took a trip to Havana. She was part of a larger flock of leftist intellectuals who were invited to Cuba to attend cultural congresses.
” …A mass of seething and slightly confused hopes. It wouldn’t last forever, but it was a comforting sight. For the first time in our lives, we were witnessing happiness that had been attained by violence.” De Beauvoir