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October 7, 2002.
It must have
been a gesture of friendship. Why else would our friend T.J. have published a
statement like "Looks like the rainy season is over… It's also probably
the earliest that it has ended in a long time. Normally, rainy season continues
into the first or second week of October"? It must have been done to please
Denise who was so ardently wishing for the rains to stop inundating her house
up in Nayarit. Personally, I'm glad that he was wrong. (There were a half-dozen
major (evening) rains in the week that followed his writing.) Don't
get me wrong. T.J. is a dear friend, and I often tip my hat to him in the privacy
of my home office... He has a way with words and the guts to write some things
that I would not. In the same column as the one where he writes about the rain,
he mentions the SUV-ATV rally that took place recently in this town: "The
finish was schedule (sic) for 6 PM but nobody showed up. Did anybody win? Does
anybody care?" Enough said. Keep it up, T.J., you have one faithful reader
here! While I'm still giving out compliments, I would
like to congratulate the unknown American gentleman who was so offended by THE
infamous poster stuck on a store window right in the heart of downtown that he
went into the establishment, tore the poster off the window and advised the store
owner that he would never buy anything in his store! I'm
talking about the poster being distributed to advise folks that sexual contact
with children is a crime and it should be reported. Everyone agreed with the message,
but the fact that it depicts a child screaming WITH AN AMERICAN PASSPORT behind
him offended the entire local foreign community. The American Consul was assured
by the authorities that the passport would be blacked out on all the posters.
Obviously this was not done and they are still being distributed far and wide,
also in the form of decals stuck on the back of the same taxis that will be bringing
American tourists from one place to another. The insult is obvious. And the fact
that some 75% of the tourists who come to this destination are Americans makes
the lack of forethought that much more objectionable… To
get back to the rain thing, for my part I just can't get enough of the lushness
of the jungle-covered mountains that surround this beautiful bay. I remember when
some friends of mine came down here one year in March. By then, the mountains
already show major signs of dryness …and that thick layer of dust that they
accumulate over the six months or so that have elapsed since the last rains. Anyway,
nearing the end of my friend's one-week vacation here, he said, "I have to
get back home. I am 'greened-out'." So he went back to the monotone white
and gray scenery of Montreal at that time of year. I laughed then and I still
smile to myself whenever I look at the mountains around us and remember his statement. A
couple of days after reading T.J.'s comment, the skies opened up just as I was
leaving the Tribuna offices. I made it home all right, (thanks to my trusty little
4x4 that doesn't seem to be daunted by anything she encounters along the way)
and that's when I saw the children. They were having a party out on the street.
A bunch of little girls had obviously convinced their moms that they absolutely
had to get into their bathing suits to go out and play. And there they were, soaked
to the bone, two of them lying down on the cobblestones right under a little waterfall
that had appeared from the hill up above. It was just like being in Quimixto or
Yelapa, but right next to home! The other three had taken over a pick-up truck
that was parked nearby, where the water was accumulating in the rear. There is
nothing more delightful to my ears than the sound of children laughing. God bless
the children. Before I forget, I must thank that gentleman
who handed me one of the nicest compliments I've received in the nearly six years
that have gone by since I started writing this weekly column. He said that "She
Said…" provided him with a "comfort zone", a place where he
found reassurance that he was not alone in his thoughts… Thank you, sir. As
I was checking my e-mail yesterday, I was surprised to find one from Bancomer.com.
Yes, you read right. THE bank was writing to ME! I opened the e-mail, only to
find that it was a promotion for its on-line services, you know, the ones I've
been bitching about over the last few months, the ones that have yet to function…
(I scanned it just so you would see for yourselves that I'm not kidding!) So obviously,
as if it didn't have enough trouble trying to make the services work for the customers
it already has -and which it bills every month- now they want to attract even
more of us! Can you imagine what would happen if all of us who use hotmail read
that stuff, believed it, and signed up? Their whole system would come crashing
down! I think that Javier's photo is an excellent depiction of what happens when
folks cannot pay their electricity bills on line, don't you agree? That's
it. I've run out of space. Have a great time, dear readers, Happy Birthday to
all the Libras who are celebrating their birthdays this week and Hasta luego! pvmomto3@hotmail.com Archives
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