Tag: Mexico

Guest Post by Fred Reed

Being as I am a creature of little judgement and less discrimination, I have friends both woke and White Nationalist. These being hypergolic, I have to keep them separated so they don’t leave each other’s body parts on my rug.  Like most Americans, both have odd and, usually, badly inaccurate notions of Mexico, the White Nationalists being wrong as a matter of doctrine. and the woke because of mild lunacy. On the eccentric principle that perhaps people should know a bit about a neighboring country, I offer the following somewhat chaotic thoughts.

Continue reading “Life in a Third World Hell Hole: Mexico for Beginners”

Guest Post by Fred Reed

We south of the border hear considerable rumbling and grumbling about things we frijjoleros, genuine and only sort of, do that set poorly in the north. Well, yes and no. A few reflections.

In 1965 the United States, not Mexico, changed the immigration laws, apparently to encourage immigration from the south. What other reason could there have been?  Why else would you change laws that successfully prevented the influx to laws that encouraged such? Having thus asked for a mass ingress, it seems odd for America to complain that it got one.

Odd. In America there is much anger at the ingress that America invited and its government protects. Why doesn’t Mexico do something about it? A Mexican might ask why it is Mexico’s duty to protect America’s borders when America purposely won’t. Open borders are an American, not a Mexican, policy.

Continue reading “A View from Mexico”

Guest Post by Simon Black

One of the hallmarks of the ‘American Dream’ has long been owning your own home— and it’s a dream people around the globe share.

But now that housing affordability has hit its lowest levels since the early 2000s in many parts of the world, this ‘dream’ is looking more and more like a fantasy.

When the pandemic started, governments and central banks in dozens of countries reacted by printing absurd quantities of money and hurling it all into their economies.

Continue reading “Living the American Dream… In Mexico”

Guest Post by Fred Reed

For seventeen years Violeta and I lived in town or in Guadalajara and had nothing to do with gated communities. We regarded these as custodial institutions for people who didn’t want to be in Mexico but liked the weather and cheap gardeners. For strange reasons irrelevant here, a year or so ago we moved to Puerta Arroyo, a gated community. Nice Houses and nice people, both Mexican and expat, if not the life and flavor of town.

One day as we stepped outside to drive to the Mini-Super down the road, we saw a terrifying apparition stalking toward us with death in her eye. It was, at least approximately, a woman. Oh God, I thought, I’ve been here before. A pissed off gringa with her innards in an uproar over something tedious. I knew the kind. They are a plague in Mexico.

Continue reading “Puerta Arroyo, Horrible Ugly Meddlesome Reptilian Old Women, Nacas Adineradas, Sex, and the Gringa Plague”

Via The Babylon Bee

MEXICO CITY—Trump recently announced new tariffs against Mexican products. Mexico was quick to retaliate by declaring a 50% increase in the spiciness of hot sauce shipped to the United States.

The measure is designed to get back at Trump for his trade war by burning the mouths of all the white people in the US. The country gets much of its salsa and hot sauce from Mexico, but a previous trade agreement had limited the spiciness of the hot sauce to a level that white people could bear. Mexico is no longer abiding by this agreement, threatening the health and safety of “the gringos.”

Continue reading “Mexico Retaliates Against New Tariffs By Increasing Spiciness Of Hot Sauce”

Guest Post by Fred Reed

Violeta on the Face The Nation set at CBS DC. Is nothing sacred? 

Today, nothing shocking. You won’t need your fibrillator. Some not-too-coherent thoughts from south of the border:

In Guadalajara near the US Consulate there is the Estación de Lulio, an open walled restaurant, cafe and wine bar sort of  place with unencrypted Wifi. Early on I could never remember the name and so began calling it the Libélua, or Dragonfly, and so it has remained for us. It is a hangout for students and people who want to do things with laptos or sit for a few hours over coffee or a glass of Merlot and read without being pressured to buy, buy, buy. An advantage is its being about a block from one of thec city’s better bookstores, the Librería José  Luis Martínez.

Continue reading “Travels with Vi: Not Up There with Marco Polo, But the Best We Can Do”

Guest Post by The Zman

In the years just after colonialism ended, Europeans who worked in Africa would say, “Africa Wins Again” whenever some project went sideways. The point was that no matter how well-intended or well designed, the best ideas of westerners trying to help Africa would fail. The implied reason was that Africa was the way it was, because it was full of Africans. This expression may have been common during colonialism, but it turns up all over in accounts of the post-colonial years. There was simply no way to beat nature.

Continue reading “¡ Viva México!”

Guest Post by Fred Reed

Being as I am a self-appointed explicator of things Latin to Americans curious about what lies to the south, and has come north, I occasionally and in a scattershot and prejudiced manner try to offer a picture of life below the border. There is more to the place than narcos and MS-13. If I lived in Thailand instead of Mexico, I wouldn’t. But Latin America matters to America today as Thailand does not. So here goes.

Trigger Waning: Republicans and Nordic populations may find this column unsettling. It contains disturbing color and some of the images show signs of having escaped from an acid trip. Proceed at your own risk.

Continue reading “Mexican Wall Blues: And Some Other Stuff”