At this point we’ve all been told to avoid anyone who is sneezing, coughing or drooling. Pretty hard to do since I sneezed this morning, coughed today at lunch and usually drool at some point during the night. Trying to avoid myself.
Numbers are skewed, huge statements are being thrown our way disguised as “facts”, and if you listen to certain news agencies then all things Mexican are to be banished. Pinatas, sombreros, and Coronas are all suspect. We love our fear. Below is Mexico in April of ’09.
This has not been brought to you by the Mexican Tourism Board. But you should still go.
if we don’t fear, what do we do? how brazen and bold and courageous would we be? could we go anywhere, do anything? tonight on the news the Mexican Consulate in Hong Kong said the Mexicans here were given souvenirs, and despite being sent prematurely home, they were happy. And is happiness or love the opposite of fear? Is love staying at home tonight?