Whose corruption do Mexicans flee? Is corruption like Godzilla, a magical beast that is chained in the middle of Tlatelolco and the only way to avoid it is to run away?
To those who can, I highly recommend reading Fabricación by Ricardo Raphael or Salvar el fuego by Guillermo Arriaga. That is Mexico as narrated by the most talented Mexicans. That is most certainly the culture. It’s wonderful in many ways. And it’s also extremely dysfunctional in others.

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