|A Tender Love Story It Is Not|
But the more time I’ve spent here, the more it has become apparent that something is going on , and it ain’t pretty. I cannot fathom why the major news organizations have not taken this story and run with it, because it makes the fighting going on in Syria right now look like a Playboy Bunny pillow fight. There is a war going on here. A hidden war. You might be thinking I’m talking of the war on drugs, and you’d be wrong.
The war I’m talking about is going on right under the noses of the citizen’s of this fair city. Some seem to be oblivious to the battle, while others won’t talk about it because they know what is good for them.
The story is this: there exists a band of rebels known as the Mexican Anti-Sidewalk Coalition (MASC). Their sworn goal is the destruction of every square inch of sidewalk in this town. Sure. Go ahead and laugh. But I’ve got the pictures to prove it. First, some background.
Driving in Mexico City is insanity incarnate. It is a well known fact that many insurance companies won’t insure someone taking their vehicle in to parts of Mexico. A taxi driver gave us shit the other day for opening the driver’s side door when getting out of the car because you can apparently get a ticket for doing so. However, making a right turn from the leftmost lane and cutting off the other two lanes of traffic here is perfectly acceptable,. Running solid red lights while barely slowing down won’t elicit a second glance from the local Policia.
For this reason we have drivers that take us to work and back. These drivers take our lives into their hands twice a day, and do so with apparent reckless abandon. One of these drivers (Mario, I’ll call him, for that is his name) would cross himself just as we’d start each journey. At first this worried me that I thought he had to do that. Now I’m thinking that I was glad that he was taking out that little bit of extra insurance.
The drive is a lengthy one, ranging from 40-95 minutes every day. This gives us passengers plenty of time to stare out the window and watch the streets of Mexico City go by. Sometimes we’d joke about that which was so different from where we were from. Take this hole for example.
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It was from these idle observations on the twice daily drive that we put the pieces together and realized just what was going on here. Proof for my claims? I have plenty.
The battles between the Federales Sidewalko (the government’s Sidewalk Police) and the MASC are intense and in close quarters. Here we see the Sidewalko constructing their latest generation super-sidewalk, known colloquially as the “double-wide”…
|The Next Big Thing In Sidewalk Technology|
|These Dudes Mean Business|
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|The MASC Were Here|
|This Guy Has 'Nads|
|This Is A Statement|
|My Intrepid Field Assistant Risked Everything For This Picture|