Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Odd trend in Mexico

Poor Mexico falls ever deeper into moral chaos. The mean hillbillies from Sinaloa state who mostly run the narco business have put their wives to work in the trade or at least put them in the way of danger. It's a very non-Mexican thing to do and makes holes in the social fabric of the country. From the LATimes:
Two days before Christmas, federal police arrested Miss Sinaloa, the state's reigning beauty queen, and seven men, all of whom were paraded before television cameras and accused of trafficking cocaine. A cache of high-powered weapons and tens of thousands of dollars were seized from their vehicle.

Read the whole story here. In many ways, Mexico is as patriarchal and misogynistic as ever it was, but women do a lot better than you would think. At UACJ, I taught a lot of young women who were engineers at maquiladora plants. They were good students, not surprisingly, and most retained that charming way that Mexican women have. Mexican feminism lacks the man-hating edge that you often see here, though Mexican women have a lot more to be angry about.


Edith Ann said...

This is disturbing, but I agree with you on the lack of man hating. However, over here, piss a hispanic woman off, and she is likly to do you some real harm.

It is very interesting that these women are involved. Wonder if part of the reason is to keep an eye on their man? There is a lot at stake. They've been watching too much Real Housewives of Atlanta...

Locally, as far as drug transporting, I know of several cases where the woman was sent with the drugs, with her children, thinking this would keep them from being caught. Didn't always work. Mom went to jail, and CPS picked up the kids and held them until family could come from the Valley.

Interesting read, thanks.

The Loon said...

I've kept one eye on Mexico all my life, read a lot of Mexican history, spent a lot of time there, wasted my youth and substance on the border. Hell, I can even sing the songs that were played in the bars when I was younger and tougher. Just heard 'Llegó borracho el borracho,' at lunch today. One of my mother's earliest memories was of sitting on the side of the mountain in El Paso looking at a battle on the other side.