I just got back from Cuba, and Trump apparently can grab women by the pussy.

In Cuba, without internet, I had to rely on my sister’s beautiful Spanish to ask questions; the government-run television station in the Casa Particular to monitor the hurricane; a raggedy piece of paper with everyone’s addresses and bartering with doctors posing as taxi drivers of 1957 Chevy Pontiacs to get around.

In Cuba, when a bus didn’t show up to get to a different city, we had to negotiate a cab ride with other people; and the only way to get internet was through the odd wifi 1-hour hot spot card and location.

It was like being transported back in time where people pay attention to the others, shout up to the window to let them know you’re there, and call ahead of time to let them know where you will be and when.

I spent hours with my aunt and cousins and their extended friends and family for the first time in my life without tv, internet or distractions from the outside world.

We had amazing, in-season, fresh food.

We walked and tried to figure out what the hell we were saying in the other’s respective languages through charade-like gestures.

We discussed life, traditions, love and politics.

That was all the good part of being transported back in time.

And it WAS absolutely incredible getting to see a country that I’ve dreamt about my entire life, written about or performed in one form or another and a country that for various political, economic and el bloqueo reasonings I haven’t been able to go.

I got to see my father’s land, my people’s land.

Or I should say, I got to see my people — the land is no longer theirs or how they want it to be.

It is Castro’s.

This is the reason a lot of Cubans don’t want their next of kin (like me) going back to Cuba until the Castros are out — because when you buy something in Cuba, the government gets more money, not the people.

And, it’s easy to romanticize a world without internet, without real TV — back to the “good old days” when things were simpler. Those days were wonderful. But were is the operative word.

We are in the present and the rest of the world is further ahead.

Also, the difference is that Cubans don’t have a choice. If you or I as Europeans or Americans want to turn off our internet for the day to have a “Cellular Detox” we can and should.

It’s good for our health, and we can choose that.

But if we want to check the New York Times or take a Snapchat selfie five minutes later, then we can do that too.

When I got back to Paris, I scrolled through Facebook for the first time in a week.

Having been in Cuba where internet and outside information is scarce, I missed everything with regards to Trump’s tax returns and his lovely rape culture video.

I’m not surprised that there is a new scandal in the Trump camp, but I must admit that I was shocked by the extent and violence of what he said.

Despite it being “like a trip back in time” — Cuba is NOT happy about being there.

Sure, the old Chevys seem cool and interesting to watch drive along the rickety, potholed streets past the dilapidated houses and sinking churches. However, the opposite of how Trump wants to “make America great again”, the majority of Cubans we spoke to want to move into the future, and away from the dictator who has let the country fall apart.

Trump could never rule longer than eight years in our current system, and it is looking less and less likely that he will win.

But Trump still worries me on a deeply personal level.

It worries me the damage he can do and has already done to young women’s hearts, minds and souls by espousing such disrespectful and insidious remarks.

It terrifies me the damage he will do to our international relations with our current allies, let alone with our current enemies.

It sickens me to think my own family could possibly not have a chance to come into America and that they might feel safer in Cuba than with Trump in power.

As I’ve been scrolling through Facebook to see the smattering of comments and posts about Trump, his tax returns being displayed and the latest release of his “rape culture” mentality.

I start to see how this could play out if someone like Trump were to last a long time — and I think it would be way worse than Cuba is now.

The difference, again, is that we have a choice in who we bring to power, and Cuba didn’t.

The difference is that Castro pretended he wanted a revolution, and became a dictator.

Trump is telling us the truth (in between his lies) — he is telling us exactly how he will rule, and yet some people are still on the fence.

The leader in Cuba promised to provide for his people, and instead rations meager amounts to them while he lives like a King.

Trump already showed us that he won’t provide for his people. A man who won’t pay taxes to a government he wants to lead is a man who is only out for himself.

He already told us that he won’t keep his business in a blind trust whilst he is president but will give it to his children, ensuring that the United States foreign policy could easily be for sale to what is best for Trump Org.

Castro promised to educate his people, and did so. But he also created a country where doctors are fleeing the country, or becoming taxi drivers or are working in hotels because they can’t live off what they make on a doctor’s salary of $40 per month.

Trump already created a University so bad and so fake that he’s going to court for a scheme of defraud.

Castro created “a safe country” where people get tortured, jailed or beaten if they speak out so not a lot of people dare. He commits crimes of humanity and gets away with it by spreading propaganda and rumors and making it so information is hard to come by.

He wants to keep Cubans in Cuba and restricts free movement outside the country (it’s loosened the last few years).

He has consistently abused his status by sleeping with (in some reports) tens of thousands of women.

His own daughter fled his regime and publicly denounces him (I keep waiting/hoping for Ivanka’s turn).

I think about Trump’s comments on trade, immigration and making the world smaller in America.

I listen to Trump’s denouncing and de-legitimizing the press with every speech-the very people who work to uncover the truth and the lies, and try to know the difference.

I hear Trump passing along conspiracy theories like no other.

I wonder about his tax ideas for helping make the rich richer and the poor poorer. I blatantly see how he takes women’s pussies as his own, then brags about it.

Everyone needs a cellular detox. Everyone should be able to choose to step away from information. But stepping away from it showed me how important it is that we have it and take advantage of it.

I just hope that people do their research because we can.

I hope that people vote because they can.

I hope they don’t romanticize a past that will never exist again because we have it far better now than we realize.

I hope people hug their family sitting next to them or call them or even text them because they can. Not everyone can. (Its related)

Don’t believe everything you read. Don’t trust the media. Be skeptical but also don’t just sit there.

Vote. It’s coming up soon.

And on another note, please, please, stop wearing Che Guevara t-shirts — he was not a hero. He was a war criminal.