Sunday, January 30, 2011

Alarm Clock

So the day begins in my dark cool room when the sun hits a certain alignment of two slits in the wall leaving a bright orange streak. Twenty to eight. Lots to do like follow the Guerrero election this weekend. Also for brekky finish off the great moist (Duncano Hinse?) nut cake from last night. The election has many pointers for any that might be on the near horizon in the Great White North. At stake in this election is the gubernatorial post. In Mexico state and federal politics are an extension of each other. The new PRI (Partido Revolucionario Nacional)is the natural governing party of the right, after buying off those of the last 70 years. It is opposed by the PRD, party of the left. Guerrero, despite having Acapulco in its jurisdiction, is one of the poorest and most violent of the Mexican states. The two candidates with a chance to become Governor are cousins and used to spend Xmas to-gether. Now one has left the PRI for the PRD, the other remaining as PRI nominee. But the current state governor(PRD)supports the PRI candidate. Meanwhile the PRD candidate accuses his cousin of being of the old PRI, despite the accuser himself having been PRI Party secretary, MP, Senator and interim PRI Governor already. Talk about the pot calling the kettle red, white and green, Mexican national colours co-opted by the PRI Party. The PRD canadidate calls his party colleagues shitheads, loose translation. Meanwhile he has faced 102 accusations in the past of human rights violations by the PRD, the party he now represents. Where can I join up to vote?
Triviata 1. The beach which I go to through the golf course and which stretches as far as the eye can sea (sic) with no one on it, well its named Coco Beach, Coco being my nickname when I was at school in Scotland (my initials squared). The headland right alongside is Punta Graham, great Mexican name, and one of my two middle names. Does someone in my family have title to this place and is holding out on me? 2. the ride here by bus was going to be boring but turned out to be wonderful scenery, through banana plantations with the Sierra Madre Sur mountains as backdrop. 3. the golf course is a paradise of Darwinian natural selection. More about the vermilion flycatcher and almost extinct woodpecker which I watched, later.
Ciao