She gave as an example her attempt to engage Raúl Castros daughter, Mariela, who was abroad promoting her work on gay issues at the National Center for Sex Education, with the question: Now that Cubans are free to come out of the sexual closet, when will they be able to come out of the political closet?
To which Mariela Castro answered that what Sánchez needed was sexual therapy, and that she could get it at CENESEX.
Thats a lie! a woman in the audience shouted and was immediately joined by others who echoed her from different corners of the auditorium.
One after the other, the pro-Castro members of the audience began shouting tired lines used by the Cuban government and unfurling anti-Sánchez banners smuggled into the auditorium with their personal belongings.
They also threw dollar bills printed with Sánchezs face into the air and along the aisles
Sánchez supporters grabbed two of the banners away from the protesters and ripped them up.
Yoani! Yoani! her supporters began to chant.
Its amazing the kind of misery a heavy dose of hard truth the kind that shatters the myths of ideologues is capable of unleashing.
For those of us who were sitting in the middle of this circus as the tensions escalated, it was scary. There were no metal detectors during this part of the three-day conference and few security officers, so there was no way of knowing if anyone was armed and how far things would go.
Take note, Miami.
The world will soon cast its eyes upon the exile capital to see what kind of reception Sánchez receives. If New York was a dress rehearsal, the provocateurs have already been lined up for a big show.
But I hope we can do better than this and let Sánchez speak her truth, whatever that may be, in peace and freedom.