re: My altercation with a crackhead today

I seem to always run into these people in Mexico City. It's almost like they can smell the rich, superior white blood going through my veins.

I had a Cuban guy come try to sell me some fricking books about their revolution. Asks me about midway through if Mexico is my homeland, and of course I told him I was American. Conversation ended abruptly.

Then I had this really bizarre confrontation with an expatriate that made me reconsider my stance on Jesus.

"Would you shoot me if I talked about Jesus?"

"...Wha'?"

"Would you kick me in the face if I said he died for our sins."

"...No."

"Well you know Jesus loves you right?"

"(While resisting the urge to say he didn't exist) -- You're wearing a Nine Inch Nails hat..."

"I've never met someone who loved Jesus as much as you do." -- and he walked off.

I seriously need to get a GoPro.