How'm I doin'?
Well it looks like the “Grito” of Independence Day fortunately came off without any major upheaval last night, which is good news. Let’s hope this means last year’s attack in Morelia was an anomaly.
This year we had the added entertainment of the first “Grito” by Mexico City’s latest high-profile maverick politician, Rafael Acosta, “Juanito.” Although he’s still two weeks away from the offical swearing-in ceremony as Delegado of Iztapalapa, Juanito held his own Grito. Mr. Acosta is feeling his oats like there’s no tomorrow right now. I just hope he’s keeping an eye on his shadow, it would be a shame if he were to accidentally fall into the Canal del Desagüe with a cinder block tied around his neck.
The guy who is really using the addition-by-subtraction method to come out ahead in all of this is Mexico City mayor Marcelo Ebrard. In contrast to previous mayors, this guy is like an absolute crocodile; all you can see is two eyeballs just barely above water in the weeds. And López Obrador is looking more and more like a gimpy wildebeest at this point.
