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Wednesday, May 04, 2011

Dreams of Tenochtitlan

Man, I really want to go to Mexico City. I've had dreams about it. A big sprawling metropolis, dangerous and interesting and oh so historic. I want to ride the subway, see a bullfight, climb a pyramid, go to the zoo. But I also want to stand under the tree that Cortes wept under after he limped out of Tenochtitlan on the Night of Sorrows. It's still there.

Stupid stuff, you know.

Only problem with that is that Mexico is going to hell right now.

This should chill anyone's blood:
Mass graves have become an increasingly common discovery in Mexico's brutal drug war, which has claimed more than 34,600 lives since President Felipe Calderon deployed thousands of federal security forces four years ago to fight traffickers.

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