Last year I was pretty excited about my first Independence Day celebration in Mexico after many years (you can read that post here). I was supposed to do a much more elaborate post this year, with more about traditions and rituals and so on. But too many things have happened rather recently, like the appointment as Deputy Secretary for Crime Prevention of the spokesperson of the Green Party (Partido Verde), who had fought to bring back the death penalty and whose party repeatedly and shamelessly violated electoral laws for months. The Inter-American Human Rights Commission published a report proving that the General Attorney's office's investigation of the disappearance of 43 students was flawed, unprofessional, and unscientific. We're still missing 43 students, and on the way we've uncovered dozens of mass graves about which almost nobody has cared much. A report from the National Council for the Evaluation of Social Development Policy revealed that, though there are less people in extreme poverty, the population in poverty (both as a total and as a percentage) has increased. Various government offices threatened their employees with sanctions if they didn't go to the Independence celebrations in Mexico City's main square (the Zócalo), while at the same time advising them to dress neutral as to not let other people know they belonged to government offices and had been forced to go. I was in no celebratory mood.
But I was not going to say no to my sister preparing vegan pozole for me. And I love garnishing it! Radish, lettuce, onion, oregano, chili powder. Family. Very good. Very filling. And at least there was one good thing about Independence Day.