When Val Prieto declared to The Times recently that Cubans on the island didn't need money what he was in fact asserting was that they don't need food, lodging or anything else that supports human life. Val was aware, of course, that the regime itself would not provide these nor allow the West to do so, that international aid, in fact, was no more than a smokescreen behind which those, like himself, who actually favored starving the Cuban people, could go for cover so that they would not seem to be what they actually are -- Castro's partners in the annihilation of the Cuban people.
Anyone who has ever read Babalú is aware of its inveterate hostility to Cubans on the island and the fact that it has never made any distinction between Castro and his victims there. For Val & Co. the Cuban people are Castro's enablers in the same sense, for example, as copperheads who hated blacks looked upon them as passive supporters of their masters and enablers of their own slavery. It is always easy to blame the victim when your interests are on the other side. For the Babalunians, the only way to remove Castro is to remove the Cuban people. If a succession of hurricanes achieved their annihilation, or famines and disease decimated their numbers, they would regard it as the final fulfillment of God's judgment on the Cuban people. Of course, they are more than willing to help God's agency by doing "His" work on earth. They may not be able to rain down hurricanes on the hapless Cubans but they can certainly erect barriers to prevent their fellow exiles from helping their brethren on the island. They also serve who block the Good Samaritan's way.
Castro they are content to leave alone; they fight their wars against the Cuban people. By augmenting their misery through their human "Pressure Cooker" they hope that Cubans will finally rise up against their oppressors with their weakened bodies as their only weapons. This bloodbath, they hope, will either bring down Castro or deprive him of his slaves; either outcome is satisfactory to them as both would increase their power without any expenditure on their part either of blood or fortune.
It used to be, in more "innocent" times, that the Babalunians were quite open about their intentions vis-à-vis the Cuban people. The "Pressure Cooker" was on permanent display and Val was not in the least hesitant to call for rivers of blood as the only means of securing Cuba's freedom. Indeed, his heart was so engrossed by that prospect that never did he reach such heights of impassioned rhetoric as when he was pleading for Cubans to fill every mudhole and chasm in Cuba with their blood.
Lest anyone think I am guilty of hyperbole, let Val Prieto's own words define him and his motives:
"Freedom isn't going to knock on [the Cubans'] doors and ask to come in. It isn't going to arrive in a package from Hialeah or in the suitcase of a family member coming from abroad. Freedom is going to hide behind hunger. It's going to hide behind pain, it's going to hide behind sacrifice. It's going to hide behind bruises and in a pool of blood. And it's only going to be found when it is painstaking[ly] sought after, sought after with extreme hunger and empty bellies, with broken bones and bloody hands and with sheer desperation. There are 11 million people in Cuba, yet you see merely a handful standing firm in their convictions and against their government. Until that handful exponentially increases, not a damned thing will change." — Val Prieto, judging the Cuban people and passing sentence on them, Babalú blog, October 25, 2007