Outside the Revolution, nothing. Indeed, Cubans have made the complaint, the safety valve of the Revolution, into an art form. But Gutierrez slams the complaint full-tilt boogie to the wall.
Sex is a divertissement, a respite from boredom, a balm against feeling, a cheap opiate.
Regrettably, the stereotype of Cubans as mindlessly promiscuous is pounded ad nauseam. Sex is an exchange of fluids, saliva, breath and smells, urine, semen, shit, sweat, microbes, bacteria. Or there is no sex. If it's just tenderness and ethereal spirituality, then it can never be more than a sterile parody of the real act. What's unsaid is that sex today in Cuba is the one zone of complete unfettered freedom, where rebellion and dissidence are tolerated.