Miniature Earth

This is an amazing video. It's quite thought provoking.

Friends In Mexico

Back in the USA!

How does one explain being back in the USA after having lived in Third World countries for the past year? Explaining the feeling and the sensation would be like trying to describe the feeling you get when you see a beautiful sunset; or when you smell fresh baked bread. We know that the feeling makes us feel good, but we cannot quite put it into words. Really the only thing that I can say it is akin to, would have to be the seeing of an old friend that you haven’t seen in years and years. When you finally do meet up again, it’s like nothing had ever changed. Time had not passed. That is pretty much how I’m feeling right about now.

Yes the Country still has problems. Bush is still the President. The idiot Democrats in Congress are still suffering from Stockholm Syndrome or something, because they’re still not doing a damn thing. The economy still sucks, and I still owe thousands and thousands of dollars on my student loans. But, the United States is still here. The essence of Her still exists, and, oh, what a pleasant essence it is.

I know that many people have said this, and it has become a rather over-used cliché, but you most certainly do NOT know what you’re missing until you don’t have it. I honestly don’t know how I have survived for the past year without Barnes & Noble™, Starbucks®, Safeway®, the NBC Nightly News™ (such that it is), and the New York Times. Yes, all of these things are just “things.” That point certainly has validity, and you will get no argument from me on that point.
However, my point is that there is something comfortable, and, well for lack of a better term, superior to being able to get whatever you want, whenever you want it. It’s not necessary for me to travel 1 ¾ hours by bus to México City, just to get a latte. It’s not necessary to read the newspaper and think that you’re only getting one side of the story because everything is owned by one company, umm, well maybe that’s not too different.

It’s not necessary to pay all your money to ONE company if you want to make a phone call. It’s not necessary to deal with harassing and unprofessional people in the workplace, because there are laws that actually protect the workers, well for now anyway. It’s not necessary to step over mountains of garbage while walking down the sidewalk. It’s not necessary to smell raw sewage flowing down the river.

All of these things are just a part of what makes it so wonderful to be back in the USA. I don’t want anyone to take this the wrong way at all. I had an amazing time traveling around, and seeing all the amazing things that I have seen; I don’t think I’ll have the chance ever again. It’s just that there’s something about being home. There’s a feeling of belonging, of being part of the greater whole, that you don’t feel when you’re living and working in a foreign country. While in Thailand and Mexico, I constantly had the feeling of being judged in the eyes of every single Thai or Mexican I crossed paths with.

Don’t think for an instant that I’m so naïve as to think that Americans are not judgmental! I would have to say that we gringos are some of the MOST judgmental people on this blue marble of ours. What I am saying, is that we tend to not show our judgment of others outright.

While in Thailand and Mexico I was able to travel, and see many amazing sights. I was able to make some amazing friends. People that I know will be part of my life for years to come. Those are all things that I will never forget.

Adios México

Closing Ceremony American School of Pachuca

We had the closing ceremonies for the 2006 - 2007 school year today. It was a interesting event to say the least. The kids have been out of school for a week, and they were all required to return to school for the two hour event this morning; quite strange. Here are some pictures from the "festivities."

Three of Bret's kids (left to right): Oscar, Diego, and Raymundo

Bret with Georgette

Jan with Vivi

Jan with Fanny

The Changing of the Flag Ceremony

Over the course of the school year the 6th graders are the ones who carry in the flag during every Monday's Flag Ceremony. This is the little ceremony they had the flag over to the 5th graders who will be entering the 6th Grade.

5th Grade Girls do a little dance

Dispensing of Academic Achievement Awards

Dirty Dancing

Two Kitties

Here are a couple pictures of our two kitties.

I Hate Mexico

I hate to say this, but I hate Mexico. I truly hate everything about this country. I don't know how this place can possibly function on a day-to-day basis. There is a mentality here of 'manana, manana.' Everything is tomorrow, tomorrow. And odds are that it won't get accomplished tomorrow, or ever for that matter. Furthermore, the corruption that is rampant throughout the country is astonishing! From the loftiest politician, to the lowliest crossing guard, every one in this country is looking to get something for nothing.

When we first made our decision to come here from Thailand, I think that we were under the assumption that the whole of Mexico was going to be like Cabo San Lucas, or Cancun. Needless to say, this is not what we found. We found a place where it is very difficult to get around; electricity is out more than it is on; you have to buy gas for cooking and heating water off trucks in 40gal tanks; and the people are incredibly DISHONEST. This misconception was partially due to our lack of knowledge about the country, and a misrepresentation of the city of Pachuca by the school during our interview.

I do not mean to paint every single Mexican in the country with the same broad brush, but all in all this has not been a good experience. From the extreme drama we had to deal with at the American School, to the laptop being stolen by FedEx, I don't think that there has been one single week that has been drama free.

Mexico truly is the third world, as much as they would like it not to be so. The dichotomy between the "haves" and the "have nots" is staggering. The extremely wealthy in this country have only become extremely wealthy by taking as much advantage as humanly possible on the gullibility and naïveté of the common Mexican. The richest man in Mexico, and the 5th or 6th richest in the world, Carlos Slim, is the owner of Telmex; the Mexican telephone company. This company has a COMPLETE monopoly on the telephone services in the country. If you want a phone in your home… Telmex. Internet…Telmex. Cell phone…Telmex. Make a phone call from a pay phone…yes, Telmex. And Telmex is NOT cheap, quite the opposite actually, it is very expensive. But it is the nature of all monopolies to gouge people as much as they can, because they can.

There is a story that virtually every Mexican knows. A few years ago, T-Mobile (owned by Deutch Telecom) was going to try to set up a mobile network in Mexico. In order to do this they had to get the permission of the Mexican federal government. Well to cut a long story short, T-Mobile never set up a network in Mexico. They were NOT able to complete with the amounts of cash that Telmex was bribing officials with.

This sort of underhanded, criminal action is indicative of the country as a whole. After living here and seeing how the poor of this country are treated, I certainly don't blame them for risking life and limb trying to get into the United States. I think that after we leave here, we will never return. Not for anything. I can say, with 100% certitude, that the only thing we have liked about being here is the wonderful group of friends that we have made at the school. Beyond that? Nada. Zip. Zilch.

Well that's my rant for today. Cheers and see you soon.