No Internet

I have been a full week without Internet connectivity. How? HOW! How do you people live who don’t have full time Internet? Why would someone want to live that way?

We will be without Internet for a few more days. I am sitting at a rest stop in Texas uploading a few posts that I wrote off-line. I have a new episode of My Though Spot Podcast recorded. I will work on getting it edited and put up as soon as I can. Maybe later this week. Certainly by early next week.

I will get back online and running soon. Don’t leave me during this dark and horrible hour of my life.

Did we win?

I called one of my football teammates this evening. The championship game should have ended about 30 minutes before I called. I figured that would give enough time to finish the initial celebration and get back to the cell phones.

First time I called he did not answer and I did not get his voicemail. He is good about returning calls, so I would have left a message, but I did not have the option. I called back about 10 minutes later. He answered the phone, but seemed a little out of it.

“Are we champions?” I asked.

“We’re champions?” he asked me.

“That is what I want to know. Did we win?”

“We won? What was the score?” he continued to ask.

“I don’t know what the score was. I was not there. Do you know the score?”

“So tell me what the score was.”

I thought he wanted me to guess so I said “10 to 6.”

“We won 10 to 6?! That’s wonderful!” he yelled.

“No! I am asking you. Did we win? What was the score? Didn’t you just finish playing?” Surely he could not have gotten drunk in the 30 minutes after the game.

This time he responded a little clearer. “I am in Paris and did not play. So, did we really win?”

Ah-ha! It is 4:30 in the morning in Paris. He wasn’t drunk. He was just asleep.

He woke up by this time and realized what the conversation was. Then he said that he would send me a text message when he found out the score. He has phone numbers to several of the other players.

About 45 minutes later I got a text message from him saying that we had won. He did not give me the score, but I will probably find that out in the next few days. The score will be forgotten in a few months anyway. The fact that we won is what is important.

Tampico and/or Bust!

We made it to Tampico today. This is the jumping off spot for our camp starting next week. We have been driving 3 days to get here. Today the truck was worst of all. It seems to have known we needed to get here. God allowed the truck to get us to the house where we were staying. Even though the truck would start and run the last 3 days of traveling, since we parked here at the house, we have not been able to get it started and running with any reliability.

Tomorrow we will be tearing into a few things and seeing if we can pinpoint the problem. Today we found some things, but after we had dinner, it was hard to convince ourselves that we really needed to spend much time under the hood.

“No Sir, Mr. Police officer. That’s illegal!”

Yesterday morning as we were leaving Coatzacoalcos we were pulled over by the police. This is something that many people deal with here in México, but we really never experience it where we live.

This was a “routine” traffic check. They were checking papers to make sure that the drivers had licenses and car paperwork in order. I have no problem with that. When I was told to pull over, I did not immediately suspect anything fishy.

That all changed when the police officer came to my window and stuck his hand in to shake mine. That was odd behavior for a policeman. I then knew what was coming. He asked me if my paperwork was in order. I replied with a simple “Si, Señor.”

He said, “Then just buy me a Coke and you can be on your way.” Buying someone a Coke is a euphemism for paying them a bribe. México is known for its corruption in the police system. The government even runs TV commercials here telling people to not pay bribes. They call them “mordidas” which is “nibbles.” As in, small bites.

I simply told the officer, “No Sir. That is illegal.”

He thought for a second and said that if my papers were fine (he did not ask to see them) then I wouldn’t mind buying him a small snack. Again, I replied, “No Sir. That’s illegal.”

He was about to let me move on when his boss came up and asked if my papers were in order. I said they were and he asked to see them. I started showing them to him and he said, “Don’t worry about the papers. Just buy us a Coke and you can go on.”

For a third time I replied, “No Sir. That’s illegal!”

He looked in at my family and said we could go on. As we pulled away I heard the boss say, “They are religious people. They won’t give us anything.”

That, my friends, is a classic example of extortion. Forcing me to pull over so that they could ask me for a bribe. They obviously had no intention to look at papers. That was the pretext, but they were not doing it. They were using their authority to force people into giving them money. And many will do it.

I just acted as authoritative and refused to give them what they wanted. What are they going to do to me? México is a changing place. Gone (I hope) are the days that they will lock you in jail under false charges just to get a bribe out of you. There is too much public awareness of the problem today. Only those who are scared of their authority will bow to that.

I am not advocating breaking laws. I am just wanting them to live under the same laws everyone else must obey.

We never experience these kinds of actions in Yucatán.

Rough run, but we are here

Our goal was to make Villahermosa, Tabasco today. We got there about 5:00 which meant that we should have been able to make it to Coatzacoalcos, Veracruz before sun down. We did. But it was rough.

The trip itself was not rough, nor too much for one day, but the truck was running rough. It progressively got worse as we went along. I am hoping that it will be back to running as well as it did this morning when we get up and at ’em tomorrow. Maybe the cooling off will help. I am not sure. But the truck did seem to run well when we started out today, so that is encouraging.

Tomorrow we are going to the city of Veracruz. We have a missionary friend we will be staying with while we are there. And, consequently, he will be the next Missionary Talks interview.