Remember those old skits? Well, I don't, but somehow the phrase keeps going through my mind these days. Maybe it should be "Que es mas macho?" but really it should be "¿Donde está más loco?"
I mean I thought Mexico was pretty messed up with all the killings and disappearances, overt acts done with impunity and no accountability for nada. People do get arrested, but they are never the right ones, but what are you gonna do? "Call the cops?'
And here I sit in the "greatest country God ever put on the face of the earth" and the same shit is happening here. Uh... the whole world is watching. Injustice? Nothing to see here... move right along.
At least in Mexico everything seems more visceral, more in your face, more real. Politics, corruption and death are all up front players in the game. But in El Norte... I dunno... it is all covered with a facade of glitz. Yes, there are riots, with the flames fanned by the police and the media, but wait... Black Friday.... which, incidentally, is now a couple of weeks long. Yes, the invented day of massive consumerism, designed to get a leg up on Xmas shopping and, at the same time, making Thanksgiving an also ran, but hey, gotta get out there and shop. Now back to the riots....
I will say the police in Oaxaca never appear to be as psycho as those in the States, but in truth, I have not had much interaction with them. But the police here... damn, they be downright scary. And it ain't like we did not see it coming. Our taxes at work. They look like something out of the future, Star wars robocops, but while we were watching "Dancing with the Stars" and thinking about the Kardashians, the future done come and went. Now what?
The here and now... and what and why
Complacency is a trap. At least that’s what I was thinking when I up and left the comfort of a Yankee prep school gig, where I taught music, amongst other things, for 28 years. There was also that life long career as a composer, musician and artist.
First, it was a year in St. Thomas, USVI, working as a reporter and shooting photography and then, a year in San Agustin Etla, Oaxaca, Mexico.
Time passed.
More time passed and a year back in the Athens of America followed by a hasty return to Oaxaca where it is all happening.
A couple of years in San Sebastian Etla and now, just down the road in San Pablo Etla. Life is good.
Click on an image to see it larger.
For additional photography please visit my flickr page.
You can find my music on Jango (World & latin - Worldbeat) and at iTunes and most online stores.
¡Soy consciente de todas las tradiciones del Internet!
If you are coming to Oaxaca, please contact me for tours or advice.
First, it was a year in St. Thomas, USVI, working as a reporter and shooting photography and then, a year in San Agustin Etla, Oaxaca, Mexico.
Time passed.
More time passed and a year back in the Athens of America followed by a hasty return to Oaxaca where it is all happening.
A couple of years in San Sebastian Etla and now, just down the road in San Pablo Etla. Life is good.
Click on an image to see it larger.
For additional photography please visit my flickr page.
You can find my music on Jango (World & latin - Worldbeat) and at iTunes and most online stores.
¡Soy consciente de todas las tradiciones del Internet!
If you are coming to Oaxaca, please contact me for tours or advice.
Santo Domingo
The hereafter re me
- Christopher Stowens
- Oaxaca, Oaxaca, Mexico
- Musician, photographer, videographer, reporter, ex-officio teacher, now attempting to be a world traveler
1 comment:
Hi, Chris ! I guess you are missing the colorfull chaoting full of life days !
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