Wassa Matter, Ya Mary, No Sense Of Humor?

Got hit by the card info thieves,

the first time in ten years of living

in Mexico. 

My bank caught it, but now 

I need a new card...inconvenient

to say the least.

Little me, caught in the web of

worldwide corruption. I should have

prepared, if not for the worst, the

probable bad.

My landlord, my grocer, will give

me time and credit...they're still

good humans. I live in a place

where there still are some. They

live in Mexico, so, they know 

about suffering....

not just waiting for days in line

to see Star Wars...

not just feeling bad because

their cell phones are out of date...

not just because they broke a

fingernail.

They've seen dead people,

blood running in the streets
for generations.

Welcome to the Third World,

America.