That’s why, when Donald Trump launched it “Nor I’m happy with Mexico“the summoners smiled. His message had traveled far to find its hungry recipient.
Those who called for the march – and those who encouraged its violent culmination – placed before the tycoon exactly the images they wanted to generate. They lit a spark for the Republican to pretend he saw a fire.
They offered, to the greatest external threat to Mexico, fresh bait. They put it in the hands of a politician who just needs a slight push to justify an intervention.
The tycoon’s plans are not rhetorical. Just look at the Caribbean: the American drones that, day after day, launch missiles against the boats of suspected drug traffickers. Extrajudicial executions without controls or transparency and with a logic that normalizes military action far from its borders.
Their drones fly closer to our beaches every day.
