Post by anirbas on Dec 9, 2007 21:00:57 GMT -6
A family gathers for a backyard barbeque. The weather is temperate for December, as this is Texas on the border and no one has informed the sun, it's not supposed to be shining.
Brown skinned children, dark eyes and bright smiles flashing, do what kids do best at events such as this--laugh, shout and run about--not a care in the world except their quest of having fun.
Young mothers swing fussy toddlers in swings. Young fathers do what men do--fire up the grill for burgers and steaks, share a beer or two, discoursing on whatever it is men discuss.
A bucolic scene, heaven on earth, meant to be a Kodak moment.
Right up until the minute, it just isn't...
Onto the scene, walks a boyman, intent on making his mark on the world, counting coup to impress his chosen cronies. In both his hands, he carries destruction and grief to come and be, for those left standing, on this once beautiful day.
Shots ring out, confusion and fear replace laughter and happiness--leaving one dead and one paralyzed for life.
Considering he emptied his guns into them and the children and women now running for cover, a miracle he only hit two--
his chosen human targets.
Only to find, in the end, he was at the wrong house, in the first place. These were not the men, this lost manchild was supposed to take out...
But, mistakes like this, cannot be erased...Just ask the grandmother, whose golden eyes streamed tears of pain
as she told me this story of her two grandsons and their family's demise. Explaining to me, Laredo is a bad town, haunted by both the American and the Mexican mafia factions. Adding, if you bump someone accidently in the streets, you could easily find yourself followed home and shot to death, for your clumsiness.
I do not understand, why America seems to care very little and Mexico cares even less about events like this, as long it happens in the barrio and not in mansions on an overpriced hill. Shame on the governments of both countries. Shame on George Bush and Vicente Fox for being strange bedfellows.
This is not a fictional story, although the last paragraph is nothing more than my opinion, not a fact. I haven't the slightest idea if Bush and Fox engage in kinky sex when they climb into bed. But, I do feel, both care very little, for the little people that populate either country. Frankly, I find that, unconscionable.
[For Graciela, who always brightens my day, calling me her morning star, and for whom I wish I could erase this day...]
Brown skinned children, dark eyes and bright smiles flashing, do what kids do best at events such as this--laugh, shout and run about--not a care in the world except their quest of having fun.
Young mothers swing fussy toddlers in swings. Young fathers do what men do--fire up the grill for burgers and steaks, share a beer or two, discoursing on whatever it is men discuss.
A bucolic scene, heaven on earth, meant to be a Kodak moment.
Right up until the minute, it just isn't...
Onto the scene, walks a boyman, intent on making his mark on the world, counting coup to impress his chosen cronies. In both his hands, he carries destruction and grief to come and be, for those left standing, on this once beautiful day.
Shots ring out, confusion and fear replace laughter and happiness--leaving one dead and one paralyzed for life.
Considering he emptied his guns into them and the children and women now running for cover, a miracle he only hit two--
his chosen human targets.
Only to find, in the end, he was at the wrong house, in the first place. These were not the men, this lost manchild was supposed to take out...
But, mistakes like this, cannot be erased...Just ask the grandmother, whose golden eyes streamed tears of pain
as she told me this story of her two grandsons and their family's demise. Explaining to me, Laredo is a bad town, haunted by both the American and the Mexican mafia factions. Adding, if you bump someone accidently in the streets, you could easily find yourself followed home and shot to death, for your clumsiness.
I do not understand, why America seems to care very little and Mexico cares even less about events like this, as long it happens in the barrio and not in mansions on an overpriced hill. Shame on the governments of both countries. Shame on George Bush and Vicente Fox for being strange bedfellows.
This is not a fictional story, although the last paragraph is nothing more than my opinion, not a fact. I haven't the slightest idea if Bush and Fox engage in kinky sex when they climb into bed. But, I do feel, both care very little, for the little people that populate either country. Frankly, I find that, unconscionable.
[For Graciela, who always brightens my day, calling me her morning star, and for whom I wish I could erase this day...]
