Review: The Finger Revolution, by Cynthia Rimsky
The Sandinista Revolution had its moment of glory in the late 1970s and early 1980s, when the guerrillas led among others by Daniel Ortega displaced the Somoza dictatorship in Nicaragua. It is about the same Ortega who these days, in moments that are no longer glorious, clings to power with more repression than leadership.
The Chilean writer Cynthia Rimsky, born in Santiago and living since 2012 in Argentina, transports us towards that oasis of illusions of the new and united world that Sandinismo promised, in her novel The finger revolution.
Brief and minimalist, the book takes the reader with Rimsky at 22 years of age, in a reconstruction of his initiation journey of 1985, where he learned much more along the way – it is clear from the text – than at the point of arrival, much more pedestrian and mean than lyrical and generous.
Three narrators overlap in this literary journey. The idealistic young woman who goes in search of the promised land and with all the doctrine learned by heart; the realist of forty-five, who returns to the country of her memories, and the detached one of 57, who rounds off those experiences by knotting the changes that life was operating in her way of being.
With personal diaries, internet searches, inquiries with old friends, a somewhat bizarre second visit and pure memory, the narrators speak of themselves, in a journey more interior than exterior, without giving complete meaning to rather bland events than the ones. They surround, of those who take notice and change the look of the world.
The finger revolution
By Cynthia Rimsky
116 pages, $ 1099