Wednesday, July 7, 2010

good talk

I Took the 8 Hour Bus to Mexico City, 2nd Largest City in the World with 25 Million, Only Tokyo is Bigger. Got into the Terminal Norte Around 5 A.M., Ate, Read, at 9 A.M. Took the Subway to the Zocalo, City Center. The Subway Has the Reputation of Being a Very Dangerous Place and for No Good Reason, the Cops are in There Pretty Heavy. During the 5 Days That I Took the Subway I Only Saw Maybe 7 Other White People Using It, All in Their Early 20's and Probably Europeans. What a Bunch of Pansies I'm So Ashamed, What Are They Going to Do, Gnaw Your Elbows. The Subway is the Fastest Way to Get Around, One Can Go From 2 Furthest Points in This Giant Area in 1 Hour, If It's Congested Up Above Down Below It's Running Smooth. It Costs 3 Pesos, that is a Quarter. What Takes Up Any Time is Going From One Line to Another, a Lot of Walking. Supposedly You Can't Take a Big Bag on the Subway, I Did and the Police Saw Me Doing This. At Rush Hours There's Special Cars That Only Women and Children Can Use, This Isn't Like What You Think So That They Aren't Crushed, It's So That the Men Don't Molest Them, Says a Lot for the Men. There Were Times When I Arrived at My Stop and I Would Have Moved Out Onto the Platform Had I Been Dead. Keep Your Wits About You and You'll Be Fine. I Arrived at the Zocalo, the Historic Center, and Found a Nice Hotel 3 Blocks Away for 42 U.S. The Air in Mexico City is Notoriously Bad, I Thought It Was OK, Nothing Like Cuba. The Spanish Arrived in Tenochtitlan in 1519 and Were Amazed at the Beautiful Buildings, the Canals, the Subways, Unfortunately They Hadn't Come to Send Pretty Postcards. The Beautiful Cathedral is a Mesh of 3 Styles, Next to It is the Templo Mayor, an Excavated Area of the 7 Cities Beneath the One that Cortez Razed. In the Ruins You Can See a Sacrificial Stone That Was Used With the Victim Bent Over for the Cruel Cut from the Obsidian Knife. The Museum Next to It is Chock Full of Artifacts--In Its Totality It's Overwhelming. The Palacio National Has Murals Outlining the History of Mexico by the Fervent Communist Diego Rivera. I Notice That You People Haven't Done Anything to Restore the Money Stolen by those Thieving Swine at Wells Fargo, Now Get Off Your Fat Butts and Get Me My Money. I Don't Really Approve of All These Foreigners Coming to Live in the U.S. but I Do Have a Couple as Friends. One is Ilia, Originally from Bulgaria. Ilia Has Scuba Dived All Over the World, He Was in the Dominican Recently and Chose Not to Dive, He Said Bad Boat, Bad Equipment, I Just Swam. It's Like that a Lot of Places. Last Year Ilia Returned to Bulgaria for the Graduation of His Granddaughter Who He Said Was Very Nice Looking and Very Bright and He Had Promised to Buy Her a New Car to Honor the Event. Afterward the High School Graduation Ceremony Ilia Wanted the Entire Family to Stand Together for a Picture and His Granddaughter Opted Instead to Run off With Her Friends to Celebrate instead of Doing Her Grandfather's Easy Request Which Would Have Taken 5 Minutes, Her Grandfather Having Come So Far and Who She Saw So Seldom. Ilia Told Her That He Wasn't Going to Buy Her a Car New or Otherwise. She's Now Doing Very Well at University Although Walking a Lot, She Sends Ilia All These Lovey e-Mails Which Go Unanswered. Ilia Said There's a Saying in His Country, If You Don't Kiss the Hand (Be Gracious) You Kiss..........

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