Category Archives: South of the Border

Mexican standoff

The drug war, she is heating up. With RPGs, and Texas and Michigan "soldiers," no less:

"As scores of Federal Police and some troops responded, the action grew into a major fire fight.  The fight lasted a little over a half hour, as the security forces quickly gained the upper hand, helped by RPGs and, reportedly, machine gun fire, provided by the troops.

Via Instapundit

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Missing Mark

As one of the recent commenters at Mark in Mexico says, the last post in July was politically provacative enough–a Puebla state reservoir lined with toxic sludge–to make you think the proprietor might have joined the list of Mexico’s involuntarily disappeared journalists. In any case, the blog has been inactive for so long now that the spammers are trying to take it over. It had become so popular that it was regularly cited by Instapundit, so it’s hard to believe that it would just stop, without an adios, and its author vanish into cyberspace.

Fence donations

If the feds won’t build the southern border fence, and so far they won’t, this outfit will raise money to do it.

Viva Zapata

So to speak. The old, long-gone revolutionary’s grandson, his namesake, lives in poverty. His children apparently have joined the millions immigrating to the U.S. Vicente Fox, Mexico’s first democratically-elected president, tried to better the lives of Mexico’s poor. But even Fox said it would take a generation or more.

Via Instapundit 

Revolution of Hope

"Ladies and Gentlemen," former Mexican president Vicente Fox used to begin his speeches. Such an innocuous phrase, yet it caused him enormous trouble in Mexico. Why? Because all previous presidents and most other politicians addressed their audiences as "Senores," i.e. "Gentlemen." There is little equity for women in machismo-land, you see, a place where even domestic violence is considered a husband and father’s privilege. These are just a few of the revelations in one of the best political books I ever read, Fox’s "Revolution of Hope." I learned more about Mexico from it than I ever learned living here, where even we gringos imagine that we have a certain kinship with Mexico. Fox encourages such feelings because he wants our relationship to grow stronger, and for us to be more welcoming of his paisanos coming here in the millions. I was not sympathetic to that before I read his book. Now I’m wavering. In his unparalleled candor and humor, he makes a compelling case for that and many other things. Ignore most of the critical commentary at Amazon’s site for the book. His Mexican political enemies seem to have taken it over. Probably some "Senores," so-called. But do consider the book. You’ll learn a lot about our closest and, potentially, best neighbor.

The bill that will not die

Amnesty for illegal immigrants, that’s what. How many times do you have to drive a stake through its heart? This time it’s the Dems pushing it. Mickey Kaus at Slate has more:

"My problems with the proposed law–which would in effect grant amnesty to millions of illegal aliens under 30 who can claim they came into the country before they turned 16–are outlined here."

Via Instapundit

An equal-opportunity irritant

You don’t have to agree with former Mexican president Vicente Fox on everything to enjoy his book, "Revolution of Hope," which I’m barely fifty pages into and already impressed with its compelling candor and humor. It’s easy to see why some Mexicans find him as hard to take as some gringos do. He irritates them by airing such dirty laundry as their culture of bribery and manana tardiness, while bugging us by championing the illegal immigrants who swarm our southern border. But it’s hard not to listen to (and like) the fellow who grew up milking cows on the rancho of his Cincinnati-born grandfather, and tying strings to the tails of dragonflies because he couldn’t afford a kite. I think he’s short-sighted about Iraq, but in his best incarnation, he’s a globalist, a capitalist and a free-marketeer whose ideal is the one his Jesuit professors taught him and his peers of being "men for others."