From the 1950s until the late 90s I never thought twice about driving down into Mexico for vacation.
Now, although most of the violence is not directed against tourists or visitors, you could get killed in a crossfire from the narcos and the police.
And the drug violence is fueled by our demand.
Reminds me of what old Porfirio Diaz, a long-time dictator once said: “Ay, my poor Mexico. So close to the United States and so far from God.”
Our demand? True enough but Mexicans do drugs too. It’s a shame that Mexicans can’t find it in themselves to fix their country instead of running away from it.