FRIDA AND DIEGO OVERHEARD AT STARBUCKS
by Charles Carreon
Frida: Diego, I like this town. The gringos are so friendly.
Diego: I donít like it.
Frida: Why not? Arenít there enough beautiful girls for you to cheat on me with?
Diego: Oh no, there are plenty of those, maybe even more than other places, but they have stupid laws.
Frida: Really, like what?
Diego: They have laws against the size of a sign that a restaurant can have, and they have nosy inspectors who go around and take signs from the shopkeepers.
Frida: The sign on this Starbucks is really big. I bet they donít take it away.
Diego: Of course, they are big capitalists, so they have big signs, and no one would take them away.
Frida: So what, are you a sign painter?
Diego: No, Frida, why are you teasing me? You know Iím the great muralista.
Frida: Yes, and when are you going to get to work? I notice a lot of blank walls around here that donít have any murals. Thereís that Coca Cola sign on the wall of the Peerless, but itís so commercial. How about a mural of the massacres of the local natives, the destruction of the forests, and the suburbanization of agriculture? It would be beautiful, and awaken the conscience of the local people. They seem so depressed.
Diego: Thatís what Iím trying to tell you! They wonít let me paint anything here. Like that big empty wall in the parking lot of that youth hangout over there, that Evoís place. I heard the owner of the building wanted a mural, and I would be glad to do it, but the political bosses here wonít allow it.
Frida: Itís the same as in Mexico. Corruption everywhere.
Diego: Of course, mi amor, corruption. Are you going to finish eating that cookie?