From General President Raúl Castro’s most recent speech one can deduce that we Cubans are a people eager to live in a sociopolitical system that we haven’t been able to build in 48 years, for which we will let ourselves be guided by a party—the only one permitted—that 44 years after having named itself communist hasn’t even managed to establish in an efficient and enduring way the golden rule of socialism: “From each according to his ability, to each according to his work.”

Faced with more than 500 parliamentarians, who unanimously approved two laws and two appointments, Raúl Castro confessed that sometimes he has “the feeling that we are eating socialism before building it and we aspire to spend as if we were in communism.” Faced with the oration I have a strictly grammatical question: Who is the subject? One could also question whether what has been on the plate looks like some of the well-known recipes of the system and if the little we have aspired to could be identified with that idyllic society where material goods flow abundantly.

In another of the unfortunate metaphors used in his speech, when he referred to the complexity of the problems to be solved, the general said that what he was trying to do was “bell the cat.” This time we must wonder about the identity of the indirect object. Who is this dangerous cat that must be kept under control? Perhaps the out of control appetites of the people? Or could he be referring to an old crouching tomcat who neither abandons nor chases the mice?

Again he will convene the citizens to hear their opinions; when I get the call in my neighborhood I won’t lost the opportunity to tell him mine.