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Even the happy ones end in death by shooting, stabbing, poison, the garrote, etc., not to mention marital infidelity, frigidity, alcoholism, child abuse, incest, gang rape, robbery, and various and sundry violations of the Mexican Pure Food and Drug Act that, somehow, always involve unspeakable bloody mayhem.
I am led to believe that your average "Corrido" writer is not a happy camper. But I must confess an alarming character defect: I love the little ditties.
They somehow remind me of riding a horse home ... nice three-beat canter... from a very rough party, after massive tequila abuse ... listening to the news on a scratchy radio the next afternoon with a vicious, technicolor hangover, wondering, "Could it have been I who held up that 7-11 last night, shot out the traffic lights, and stole the police cruiser?"
Dying in the desert during an illegal jaunt to the US? Piece of cake for a "Corrido" author ... the equivalent of a walk in the park in 3/4 time; a walk from which one does not return . If the songs take off, no real Mexican could resist trying it.
I guess that makes it the perfect government program ... one with harmful, totally unforeseen and definitely unintended consequences.