I hate it when wealthy Americans tell me "I've been to Mexico. Your piss-poor crumbled shithole is not that bad, there's people laughing and being assholes like everywhere else." I hated watching this video, as it was like watching the exact moment when a man gets his heart broken. It's a good example though, of what constitutes the true agony of living in a shithole like Mexico. It's not the lack of riches or the daily beans because you can't afford McDonalds. You see, our minds play this trick on us that help us adapt to our situations. Since we live under the boot of our narco-government, we know we are fucked. But then our psychological defense mechanisms come and make us stupider so we can unreasonably believe there's hope with this project/political party/candidate/any new governmental lie. So the hidden agony is within the fourth dimension. Is living the heartbrake over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over again that creates this hell as we simply can't help it without being able to own guns nor can reach out for help. Ever came across one of my posts where I beg for the US to colonize at least the Sonora State just south of AZ? Well... if Communists/Globalists/Plutocrats/Technocrats/Stupidity takes over the US, our very last long shot will be long gone. Sigh. Don't become us. You don't want this.
A1fredo. You know me and you know I have nothing but love for the Mexican people. As you also know, I've driven through Mexico to Belize and to Honduras many times. There are areas in south east Mexico that, I guess, you could call jungle.
I understand you now have a very good president in power. I hope he makes changes that are substantial and makes a lasting difference in peoples life's.
Oh! And in many trips driving though Mexico I was robbed about four times. All of the robberies were committed by police officers.
For the record, I have been to Mexico, granted it was the early 1980's and at the time both Acapulco and Mexico City were FAR from shitholes, quite the contrary, 4 to 5 star hotels, beautiful beaches (OK, the privately owned chunks of beaches in front of the hotels were patrolled by machine gun toting private security but they treated us gringos well, fantastic restaurants and a favorable dollar to peso exchange rate, had tons of fun there. Right as the drug war really started to heat up i guess