Is it safe living in Mexico or isn’t it?
A report proclaims (Aug 2011) the safety of Mexico’s many municipalities (similar to counties, but not really) saying that only 80 of 2,400 are “involved” in the drug wars. A more recent report (Dec 2012) from the same publication goes into detail on places to avoid. It sounds a bit more frightening than the first. Interestingly, a year apart, they share some of the same photos.
Does it matter what the crime rate is if you are a victim?
If a friend of yours is killed?
Two Americans were murdered in Merida last year, among a number of Yucatecos. While there’s been a good deal of whispered blame the victim commentary, there’s been little illuminary discussion on how personal safety “feeling” is determined.
Expats in the city do not seem to have felt any change in their own person safety margins, although it is likely that a good number of doors are sturdier and locks are checked more frequently. A few more protectores may have been installed and some expats are a bit more judicious about who they let in, particularly when having a large party where “bring alongs” may not be very well known.
This blog has been silent for several months because I’ve been struggling to put into words some off-putting events, followed by having a good friend murdered in Merida. Someone who’d just shared laughs and tall tales a short time before, then was gone forever.
Just about every word, phrase and thought which I’ve come up with is bound to be criticized from some angle. Perhaps even those above. Blogs in Merida are centered around either the “feel good” genre, the business and business promoter group, personal experiences, many about buying, building or remodeling a home, and long-term expat residents with deeper perceptions about the culture.
But few have tread onto the ground of expats being murdered. One did, briefly, then removed all reference to the event and reappeared as mostly a photo blog.
Perhaps everyone feels the same reluctance to publicly discuss these events or perhaps they aren’t of current interest. Or perhaps folks don’t want to dismay their families. Or a dozen other good reasons. Tragedies like these involve personal vulnerability. Not every expat wants to think about these things, but I’m going to try.
“Reality” involves discussion of what really happens. Soon, I’ll try to explore my own perceptions of safety and struggling with events which intrude with stark reality into a corner of paradise.