Catrinas, Catrinas everywhere. It’s that time of the year
again, folks. The Catrina image is another one (see my piece on Frida Khalo) I’ve
grown tired of seeing around the city. Must we have another, larger Day of the
Dead Festival featuring oversized Catrinas? We are going to be treated to a
parade of Catrinas! Wow! Now we will have skulls and skeletons and Catrinas on
murals in the Guadalpe neighborhood. Oh boy! How imaginative! Pretty soon we’ll
have them popping up all over the damn place. Help! there’s a Catrina in my
backyard! Waiter, there’s a Catrina in my soup! I was riding on the bus and who
should get on? A contigent of Catrinas! I was driving along Ancha San Antonio
when the traffic came to an abrupt halt and we had to wait until all the
Catrinas crossed, a whole herd of them! I understand the city is going to put
up new signs reading CATRINA CROSSING. Isn’t
that just delightful?
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