The Shot That Explains the Caravan

While journalist Jesus Ramos Rodriguez was having breakfast in a restaurant in Mexico’s Tabasco state, a stranger approached and fired eight shots, killing him. The assailant then fled, avoiding capture. Rodriguez had been warned not to report drug cartel activity on his radio program for which the punishment is death. Continue reading “The Shot That Explains the Caravan”

Refugees Then and Now

The some 1,500 migrants now seeking to cross the U.S. border are not particularly welcome, though they are fleeing the cartel violence financed by insatiable American drug consumers. Similarly, in World War II an equal number of Polish refugees trying to find safety in the U.S. were not welcome because they were thought to jeopardize the alliance with communist Russia against the Nazis. Immigration is seldom easy. Continue reading “Refugees Then and Now”

Who Rules the Border?

In the current uproar, immigrants of the caravan are pitted against U.S. Border Patrol agents and U.S. troops. Unseen and largely ignored by the media are those who will ultimately determine the outcome; namely, the drug cartels who virtually control the entire border and most of Mexico for that matter. Continue reading “Who Rules the Border?”

Thai Time

Like Thai food? If so, stop by Basil Garden in Palm City, Florida, where a Guatemalan chef and his Thai associate will serve you fare worthy of that Southeast Asian country.  They came to America from far distant parts of the globe, met, married, persevered and now own two restaurants in what can only be called an immigration success story. Continue reading “Thai Time”

Caravan from Hell

Whatever the degree of outside organizing and financing, the thousands of people trying to reach the United States are fleeing some of the most hellish conditions on earth, a violence equal to war zones that is not fit for life. The drug lords, financed by U.S. consumers, have taken over El Salvador and Honduras, not to mention Mexico, and it is they who pose this challenge to the U.S. border. Continue reading “Caravan from Hell”

Murder Capital Again?

In early October, five police investigators were eating dinner at a local restaurant in the Mexican border town Juarez when a gang burst in, shooting. Their aim was off. The police were wounded but survived. Yet all was not as it seemed. A week before, the assailants had set up banners in Juarez accusing the police of working for a rival drug cartel. In fact, in September, four police had been ambushed and killed in nearby mountains for apparently the same reason. In Mexico these days, you never know. Cartels reign supreme. The law is lawless. Continue reading “Murder Capital Again?”