One of the many things that I enjoy in life south of the border is the freedom. For some reason, there is more freedom to make an ass of your self here than NOB.
Up there , someone will protect you.
Or the ACLU will file a lawsuit seeing untold millions for making you feel bad, especially if you fail at something.
In Mexico life is filled with failure.
Life is also filled with success.
What a concept.
When I was growing up, I remember the Fuller Brush Man, coming to our door, ringing the bell and coming into the house, unfolding his specially designed suitcase, where he miraculously had hundreds of items to show my mother.
Well, to me a kid they looked like hundreds of items, there probably were only 30 or so.
Before he left, even if my mother would not purchase anything, he would always give her a gift or something. Usually it was a blond handled yellow round scrub brush.
The salesman would politely then pack his case and leave, maybe coming back in a year or so.
The only other people that would come to the door was the garbage man, who once a month would come and collect the money for the garbage service.
Today I read, on my online edition of USA Today that Door to Door Salesman are having the doors slammed in their face by municipalities enacting ordinances which will require background checks and permit fees .
The US Supreme Court has ruled that going door to door to communicate a message is a First Amendment right.......
One of the many nice things in Mexico are the door to door sales man. Updated to be the door to door salesman who drives a truck and actually delivers something to you.
There's the Gas man, there is the Knife Sharpener, There is the Fruit and Vegetable Truck, in some smaller communities I have seen a mobile Carneceria.
Don't for get the milkman and ice cream man.
But NOB they are harnessing door to door activities......
Pretty soon you will not be able to go next door for a cup of sugar.
Freedom slipping through the cracks.
What would Red Skelton do ?