I head back tomorrow to Oaxaca after a quick visit to Boston. Bouncing between cultures is always slightly discombobulating. Man, are these places different. Mexico's election is next week after only three months of campaigning. Esperanza y cambio? En tu sueños!
El Norte is in constant campaign mode and, in case you hadn't noticed, the fact that unlimited billionaire's money has completely warped the whole process, well, what can I say, wake up. No wait, Bristol Palin has a new reality show. Never mind.
I just don't get this place anymore. It all seems like a really bad political thriller with a Congress that does more damage than good, ignores all the problems, but has plenty of time of insider trading. A Supreme Court that has turned into a political force so far beyond the pale that is surpasses some banana republics. The place is so polarized, there is no chance for anything good happening. I mean, people cheer when contemplating the health care law being reversed. So what if millions of people will be left without. Student loans? Fast and Furious? Voter suppression? Contraception? Anti-science? Christians that believe in the death penalty. The list seems endless. I know where I stand on these issues, but let's face it, those on the other side would just as soon I shut up and die... immediately... and leave the country.
OK. I'll leave, but I will be back to vote. I know Mexico has its problems, lots of them, but El Norte is exceptional, right? We are amazing! Uh, no, not that way. I mean exceptionally messed up.
Kinda like this building which we affectionately called a "remuddle."
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