I got home from work last night about 6:30 and the high school (3 blocks away) was having some sort of Cinco de Mayo celebration with the loudspeakers running at full tilt in Spanish. This is on the San Fran peninsula about 45 minutes from Morgan Hill. This was a first ever in my nearly 30 years here — to come home to a major Fiesta in my backyard. All I could think of was “Where in America can you flee to escape this nonsense?”
Where is Winfield Scott when we really need him?
That would make me insane. I can’t stand Mexican. It’s like getting a cramp in your ear. Thai and Vietnamese, also.
Although I love German and Japanese.
And don’t even get me started on Mexican “music”.....I would forgive any alien race that destroyed the Earth only because they heard Mexican “music”.....it would be completely understandable.