I spent a fair amount of time down in Baja covering the races (Baja 1000 etc) and there was one incident that will never leave my mind.
A good friend of mine down there who will remain nameless was a racer and he took me prerunning on the Baja 1000 course for about 100 miles or so in a pretty hot race truck. We were WAY off any main road and as far from civilization as you can get. We came across a few shacks (and I mean shacks) pieced together out of old plywood, sheet metal and whatever must have been at hand at the time.
“Juan” comes roaring into this encampment/village with a white gringo (me) in a $100,000 race truck and shuts it down. Out of one of the shacks comes what was, hands down, one of the most gorgeous women in that country, with a couple little kids hanging off her legs. She walks up to ‘Juan’ and I and offers us food and water.
Now bear in mind that we were so far from anything that we could have just as easily raped and killed her on the spot and no one would have ever known the difference.
And here is this woman, obviously with NOTHING to her name, being as kind and generous as the day is long. She wasn’t ‘afraid’ of us and wanted nothing from us. She was worried we might be thirsty.
There are some VERY good people down there. Some og the best I have ever met. Blowing the Zetas and their enablers in the Mex Govt. straight to hell would be a blessing for millions of Mexicans and would greatly help with the illegals we have to deal with here.
This article was in last Sundays Houston Chronicle and I cut it out for my housekeeper because they always go home to San Luis Potese every summer.
They knew better than to drive in their truck but had planned on taking the bus....... until she read this article.
She then told me about something that recently happened to a neighbor. They were coming home from Mexico and got stopped on the road and their truck was taken.
Standing on the side of the road another truck stopped and they told them “the Zetas stole our truck”. The new gang said “no, we are the Zetas”.
The new gang took off after the truck and when they came back with it, they said “don't open the ice chest in the back, wait until you get to the river and dump the contents”.
They did as they were told and the ice chest was full of the heads of the first gang.
I have known this woman for 15 or 20 years and I have never known her to tell me anything that wasn't true so I believe her.