What Happens In Mazatlán Stays In Mazatlán?
What a great slogan this could make for my wonderful little city, it might even get more tourists down/up here (depending on your geography). I believe it worked for a city in Nevada.
Think about it… I know many snow birds that come here each winter to get away from the daily obligations and pressures they endure up north. They migrate here for a few months or so and feel free to do whatever they like. They might engage in nightly dancing, they may pamper themselves with lavish massages… they might even indulge in smoking a peace pipe now and then (I ran into a peddler on the beach a few weeks ago who tried selling a pipe… it was pre-loaded with Mary Jayne!) But there is a problem.
We locals depend on city gossip for our news .
Can you imagine what a conflict this can create to the population here?
I remember The Girls Gone Wild videos (Is that creator in prison now?). I even remember a Saturday Night Live skit where the family from Ohio is watching the TV together only to see an ad come on advertising the videos. Mom is in it!
Yes, there is something grand about getting caught up in a moment. But there is also something devastating about getting caught up in the future because of that moment.
Spielberg’s movie, The Color Purple had a monumental scene with two groups of folks marching through the streets toward each other. One was singing a chorus hailing their beliefs, the other had words of a different opinion. A clash was certainly eminent. Wow, I got goose bumps.
There are certainly newspapers in this town, but you had better know Espanol or have a translator on your computer. Even with a translator, you will need to read each topic several times since direct translations are often so funny sounding that the article alone could be a Saturday Night Live skit.
Yes, these are real problems here in Mazatlán. It’s much easier to rely on gossip rather than work on the translation. You must be careful, however. This can become a rumor mill.
I remember hearing things in the air such as, “See her? She is a loose woman. Go for her and you will be a happy man,” when in fact, she was a nun in street clothes. Or, “Your car must be a make from one of these two years or you cannot nationalize it,” when in fact, the range of years reached over two decades.
The other day, I was on skype with my daughter, Mandy. I told her that I was tired of being in the house tied to my computer, that I was thinking about letting loose and going dancing.
Her reply was, “What?! You are going to Latin Moose?!”
Ahh… great way to describe this town. I imagined the hysteria in the headlines (if it could be translated in an understandable way). LATIN MOOSE LOOSE IN CITY. RUUUUNNNN!
Well, here is the lesson to you, snow birds. No matter how much you think that WHAT HAPPENS IN THIS LITTLE CITY WILL STAY HERE, it is a fallacy. You could find that when you return to your northern homeland that they are surprised to see you. You may find that you are returning to your own funeral service, with friends and family in tears over your being run down by a moose. Actually, it might be entertaining. I remember how Tom Sawyer was a guest at his own funeral.
I speak to family and friends in the states, Canada, and all the way to Ireland. Wow, what would Ireland do with the story of the Moose?
I guess that what you do here might stay here, but then again, maybe not. No worries, you might actually be on TV in an ad. That could be exciting if you’re looking for a career in the movies… OR NOT.
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Got comments? You will find the comment box below this story.
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You can read all about drama in my novels. Check them out at www.cmichaelsbooks.com, author of Twisted Thrillers.
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Think about it… I know many snow birds that come here each winter to get away from the daily obligations and pressures they endure up north. They migrate here for a few months or so and feel free to do whatever they like. They might engage in nightly dancing, they may pamper themselves with lavish massages… they might even indulge in smoking a peace pipe now and then (I ran into a peddler on the beach a few weeks ago who tried selling a pipe… it was pre-loaded with Mary Jayne!) But there is a problem.
We locals depend on city gossip for our news .
Can you imagine what a conflict this can create to the population here?
I remember The Girls Gone Wild videos (Is that creator in prison now?). I even remember a Saturday Night Live skit where the family from Ohio is watching the TV together only to see an ad come on advertising the videos. Mom is in it!
Yes, there is something grand about getting caught up in a moment. But there is also something devastating about getting caught up in the future because of that moment.
Spielberg’s movie, The Color Purple had a monumental scene with two groups of folks marching through the streets toward each other. One was singing a chorus hailing their beliefs, the other had words of a different opinion. A clash was certainly eminent. Wow, I got goose bumps.
There are certainly newspapers in this town, but you had better know Espanol or have a translator on your computer. Even with a translator, you will need to read each topic several times since direct translations are often so funny sounding that the article alone could be a Saturday Night Live skit.
Yes, these are real problems here in Mazatlán. It’s much easier to rely on gossip rather than work on the translation. You must be careful, however. This can become a rumor mill.
I remember hearing things in the air such as, “See her? She is a loose woman. Go for her and you will be a happy man,” when in fact, she was a nun in street clothes. Or, “Your car must be a make from one of these two years or you cannot nationalize it,” when in fact, the range of years reached over two decades.
The other day, I was on skype with my daughter, Mandy. I told her that I was tired of being in the house tied to my computer, that I was thinking about letting loose and going dancing.
Her reply was, “What?! You are going to Latin Moose?!”
Ahh… great way to describe this town. I imagined the hysteria in the headlines (if it could be translated in an understandable way). LATIN MOOSE LOOSE IN CITY. RUUUUNNNN!
Well, here is the lesson to you, snow birds. No matter how much you think that WHAT HAPPENS IN THIS LITTLE CITY WILL STAY HERE, it is a fallacy. You could find that when you return to your northern homeland that they are surprised to see you. You may find that you are returning to your own funeral service, with friends and family in tears over your being run down by a moose. Actually, it might be entertaining. I remember how Tom Sawyer was a guest at his own funeral.
I speak to family and friends in the states, Canada, and all the way to Ireland. Wow, what would Ireland do with the story of the Moose?
I guess that what you do here might stay here, but then again, maybe not. No worries, you might actually be on TV in an ad. That could be exciting if you’re looking for a career in the movies… OR NOT.
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Got comments? You will find the comment box below this story.
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You can read all about drama in my novels. Check them out at www.cmichaelsbooks.com, author of Twisted Thrillers.
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