Not the official government magazine by that same title, but the real young people on the streets of Havana. It's a withering portrait of the failure of the revolution, the support for which seems to be inversely proportional to the distance from the island.
Here's a priceless quote from the article in New American Media by Louis E.V. Nevaer.
But beyond all schemes, Cuban youth seemed adamantly anti-Castro. One would have thought that a million “Young Pioneers,” as school-age Communists are called, would have assembled at the Plaza of the Revolution to thank Fidel for his half a century of service to the fatherland. Yet, there was nothing, and apart from government offices, there were no portraits of Fidel to be seen anywhere. The only one visible for miles, hanging in a window near the intersection of Emperador and Aguacate streets in Old Havana, was derided by a group of teenage boys, dressed in their school uniforms.
“Look! The old man!” one says, and all they broke out in laughter. Then they chanted mockingly, “Fidel! Fidel! Fidel!”
Gloating aside, their lives come across as dismal, unless they belong to the priveleged class. Read the rest here. Don't get too excited, though, because this is yet another generation of disaffected youth. Nothing changes.
H/T Penultimos Días