

Went there a couple years ago to go see the ruins. A lot of the colonial buildings are leaning at strong angles.
Fuck I miss Mexico.
A broken man, obsessed with 500 year old Mexican culture.


Went there a couple years ago to go see the ruins. A lot of the colonial buildings are leaning at strong angles.
Fuck I miss Mexico.


This isn’t a news article.
I’m an American. China might not be bad, but they ain’t going to be good to me. America isn’t good to me either.
My point is that we’re so inundated with terrible news and horrific policy we can’t start to mount an opposition to a specific change before the next horror arises. We had military occupations in our cities which have been forgotten because that was half a dozen scandals ago.
Personally I’ve been in panic mode for a year because I was a government contractor before Trump let Elon Musk lay me off. Due to the economy Trump is directly responsible for the only job I could find pays 1/4 of what I was making with no benefits.
Now there is a war. I’m going hungry.
We don’t think the world sees us as the Avengers anymore. At this point things are so bad here we’ve stopped thinking (which is different than not caring) about how the world thinks of us. For fuck’s sake our president started a war when we weren’t looking. It’s like riding in a bus the size of a football field being driven by a drunk, that’s what living in America is like.


Something… something… History rhymes. My country is so fucking stupid:



I’m a laid off web developer who worked as a Government Contractor for four years. I’ve been looking for a job since April and I haven’t received a single phone call about a job from a human. I have over ten years of experience.
I’m in constant anxiety panic attacks. This is leaps and bounds worse than looking for a job during COVID.
I hate being alive and an American.
The food especially nopales and agua fresca. Deep cut American classic rock being blasted at me from shops and Uber drivers. The people are generally interested in why I’m so stoked to be there, I loved answering questions. Indigenous ruins and archeology zones. I’m from Texas, so it was constantly fascinating figuring out some of the origins of cultural keystones I didn’t realize shaped my life.
It was such a better time in my life than what I’m struggling with now. That’s probably too personal to be a good answer, but it’s an honest one.