Ojo Del Lago

NEITHER DUNCE NOR TYRANT By Prof. Amos C. Miller:   Among British monarchs none has been judged more unfairly than George III. The novelist William Thackerey pronounced him “a dullard brought up by narrow-minded people,” but added “the cleverest tutors could have done little to expand that small intellect.” Even George’s acknowledged domestic virtues became […]

THE SECRET OF GUACAMOLE By Margaret Van Every   It’s simple, the guaca from the middle of aguacate, Spanish for avocado, and mole, which to Aztecs conjures sauce. Choose avocados (Haas are best) just yielding to the pressure of the thumb. Then fetch fire: jalapenos or serranos, the most that you can bear, seeds and

DEATH AND BIRTH OF A MAN From Rob Mohr   Exploited/expendable/unwanted he sits in the open door head down arms on his knees spread to hold the weight/ mind sifting through old dreams angst and hopes/ as the day grows hot surrounding him with the only embrace he will/ ever know.  Blasting/raucous/pitch-less sounds spill out

JUST BITCHING By M.A. Porter   Not to embarrass you too much, but entering full-blown menopause during the hot season in Ajijic is a cruel fate. My New England grandmother would be horrified that I even mentioned my condition, and no less than in print, but there it is, Granny. Deal. Salt water is oozing

TAKING THRIFTINESS TOO FAR! Courtesy of Federico   A Scottish Soldier in full dress uniform marches into a chemist’s shop. Very carefully he opens his sporran and pulls out a neatly folded cotton bandana, unfolds it to reveal a smaller silk square handkerchief, which he also unfolds to reveal a condom. The condom has a

Ajijic By Mark Sconce     Smart friends will think you’re rather chic When you retire to Ajijic. They’ll know that’s “where the water runs” ‘Neath temperate skies and gentle suns. May even know Chapala Lake Invites retirement for its sake; Where anytime you might request a Margarita and siesta. Soft zephyrs blowing off the

MY FRIEND URSULA—The Jew From Shanghai By Herbert W. Piekow   In March of 1939 my friend Ursula Blomberg was just eleven years old when she lost her innocence at the rough, stubby fingers of a Nazi matron who ordered Ursula to undress in a small, cold room on the Austrian side of the Brenner

Have Walker, Will Travel By Mildred Boyd   Although Cuenca is the third largest city in Ecuador, getting there is not easy. When Lizz, Judy, walker and I essayed the trip, it took two days. There were layovers in Mexico City and Panama City before we finally reached Quito, too late to catch the last