I HOPE THEY DECIDE TO COME BACK TO CHINA IN AFTER THREE MONTHS, THEY ALL PROMISE THEY WILL,BUT YOU NEVER KNOW. MY GOD I HAVE STRONG AND MIXED FEELINGS, OF COURSE MY KIDS WANT TO GO HOME, BUT IM TERRIFIED I WATCH MEXICO TELIVISION EVERY DAY HERE IN CHINA AND IM UP TO DATE, MY KIDS HAVE NO IDEA WHERE THEY ARE GOING,MY CONCERNS FOR THEIR SAFETY ARE STRONG, SOMETIMES I CANT EVEN SLEEP THINKING BOUT IT. IM MEXICAN AND HAVE THREE SONS, ONE 15 ONE 13 ANOTHER ALMOST TEN WE HAVE LIVED IN CHINA TWO YEARS, THE SAFEST COUNTRY IN THE WORLD BUT SADLY GOING BACK TO MEXICO IN A MONTH, MAYBE FOR CIVILIANS THE MOST DANGEROUS COUNTRY IN THE WORLD. To me, It feels a little too late for that now.
They say it is only logical that by doing this, you attack supply. should be working harder to reduce domestic demand. I was told over and again that one of the answers lies over the border in the world’s largest drug market … that the U.S.
Trust appears to be in short supply around here and nobody believes they have anything to gain from talking to a journalist. Witnesses who saw everything, saw nothing. At all the different crime scenes I film, information is very hard to come by. I learned from local journalists to eat lunch quickly in case we had to rush out to film another dead body on the roadside. In Sinaloa state in the north, which has seen fierce battles between cartel members and police as well as between rival cartels, everything seemed eerily calm on the surface. Would I do as President Calderon is doing and take on the cartels in the hope that voters don’t tire of the slow progress and outrageous body count? Or would I have left things as they were… very little violence but with the tentacles of organized crime reaching right into the heart of my government? I spent a lot of time wondering what I would do if I were president of Mexico. Now, the warring parties are so well armed and the violence so extreme that people don’t know what to think. Like their contemporaries elsewhere, older Mexicans reminisce about the good old days when life was simple and community and church was strong enough to sort out social problems. Of course deep down people despair at what is happening in their country. Within a short time I had become as accustomed to this horror as the Mexicans around me.
It was all there, including of course, the collateral damage: Innocent people caught in the crossfire. Police killing gangsters, gangsters killing police, gangsters killing gangsters, kidnap, torture, assassination, mass killings, decapitation … I would sit down to coffee and pastry and read the papers. It certainly caught my attention.įor the first few days, breakfast felt like a macabre ritual. For me, 14 headless bodies piled on top of one another in a field was a graphic image. On my first day in Mexico city I was amazed to see people stroll past news stands with barely a glance at the gruesome colour pictures splashed on the front pages.