Mexico: God, Drugs and Ultraviolence

“Frederick Loos was cussing like a sailor the other night, which was surprising given that he is a Roman Catholic priest and his foul-mouthed discourse was delivered from the pulpit to hundreds of faithful gathered before him. He spoke of God, the need to serve him and how he can transform lives. But interspersed in his sermon was the most colorful of street Spanish, which brought smiles to the faces of many of the gang members, addicts and other young people pressed in tight to listen.”
–In case you were too distracted or disgusted by yesterday’s national sports emergency to catch it, you should now read Marc Lacey’s Mexico City Journal piece from yesterday’s Times. It was like Graham Greene’s The Power and the Glory, Jim Carroll’s The Basketball Diaries and Vincent Bugliosi’s Helter Skelter all crammed into 893 extremely compelling words. Mexico, Jesus!