Friday, November 21, 2014


Here is the front of the Parroqiua de San Miguel Arcangel in San Miguel de Allende, covered with memorials for the 43 murdered students from the Raúl Isidro Burgos Rural Teachers' College of Ayotzinapa.  I was so pleased - no, that can't be the right way of putting it - because this terrible thing happened, it was gratifying to see how central are the protests in this community, albeit chilling to see how many of the banners and slogans are protesting not just against brutality and corruption, but against passivity, quietude, indifference.

Sitting in El Jardin, opposite, was a woman with world-class skills in orange peeling.

But whatever am I doing in Mexico when it's a Friday during the semester?  Simple!  It's ten years to the day since Alice (seen striding purposefully in front of a church, here) and I first met, in Silver Lake, so we thought we'd come away and celebrate the fact.  It's been a terrific decade.

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