Monday, December 26, 2005

Mission to Mexico

I am in Nogales, Mexico on a fact-finding mission to learn the truth about immigration. It is so complicated that only one sentence, uttered by an American consular official there, sums it up adequately: “Everyone knows what’s wrong with the helicopter, but no one is willing to reach their hands up through the rotating chopper blades to fix it.”

I’ve learned only one thing for sure, which I suspected already:
The fence idea is stupid.

At least I’ve learned the truth about bicycling in Nogales, which can be extrapolated from two facts: 1. There is no stretch of pavement to be found that continues on for more than two meters without an extreme level change. 2. There is no stretch of road, street or highway that is free of someone driving like it’s their last five minutes on earth.


Post a Comment

<< Home