The U.S. Government Stole My Water and Flooded My Church. Then They Denied Me Damages | Opinion

On a dark night in 1991, I jumped into the ocean off the coast of Cuba and swam nine miles to Guantanamo Bay to ask for political asylum. I had no future in Cuba. My mother had multiple sclerosis, and I hoped that if I became an American, I could bri… [3197 chars]