Cuba Appears to be at a Tipping Point

The Malecón is empty. “Very empty and very dark,” my friend and independent journalist in Cuba writes me. Havana’s historic waterfront boulevard, typically brimming with families, couples and students looking for a sunset stroll, is completely devoid of life. The unusual mix of traffic from classic American Chevys and Soviet Ladas with more recent Hyundai Accents is almost nonexistent.