
buscardero
Jan 6, 2011, 9:24 AM
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For you not to have heard about the violence racking Mexico, you would need to be a blind and deaf Mongolian yak herder. From local papers to international news, the general conception is that Mexico is a very dangerous place. Full color pictures of men and boys with ventilated craniums, thumbs wired behind their backs, are plastered across the pages of all the local rags. Journalists north of the border talk about body counts approaching that of a central African nation after an election. So, what’s this all about? What’s going on? Do we all need to run out and get Kevlar vests and armored vehicles? When analyzing the situation, one needs to go past the bloody pictures and read between the lines of narrow-minded rhetoric, to properly assess their level of personal safety. People need to realize the excessive carnage in Mexico is due, almost exclusively, to bad guys whacking bad guys. When I wrap what’s left of my mind around this concept, I ultimately thinks I’m OK with it; let them kill each other. I know that a few people die that are not targeted, but for the most part, the narcos are fairly selective with their exterminations. Very unlike Detroit or South Central where any old home boy can get popped. In other words, the violence in Mexico is not random, but very focused violence. Unlike the bestial cretins that roam the streets NOB, the typical narco is simply a benighted businessman with psychopathic tendencies. He is not looking to rob, murder or mutilate gringos; it is not in his business plan. The only people that that feel the heat of his murderous rage are those poor fools that have pissed him off. Even when local criminals stoop to carjacking, they do not shoot drivers and passengers; that would be senseless. When a bullet riddled body is found, it is highly probable that the dearly departed really screwed up, big time, with the wrong people. He wasn’t an innocent teenager shot in order to acquire his high top tennis shoes or because he was in the wrong neighborhood. The unfortunate consequence of this ill-conceived war on drugs has been to violently stir a seething cauldron of greed and corruption. It has taken what once was relatively organized crime and cast it into the complete chaos of disorganized crime. When you have an activity that generates 35 to 50 billion dollars per year, there is no hope to control it and stopping it is pure fantasy. The only way to make it go away is to eliminate its lucrative nature; take the money out. The legalization of drugs would most likely end the drug wars, but it would also unleash a horde of unemployed criminals upon the general public. The displaced narcos would have an extremely limited set of skills, most of which fail to contribute to modern society. So, until that happens, the criminal element, or at least most of it, is content to prey upon each other and not the occasional stray gringo. I don’t mean to down play the increased violence, but until I see taxis with bullet holes and dead Canadians in the streets, I will continue to believe that living in Mexico is a survivable experience.
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