If Andrés Manuel López Obrador has changed anything, its that the Mexican president is now expected to show his face to the public on a regular basis.
Nicolás Maduro stole my television crew’s cameras and expelled me from the country, all because he was afraid of an interview.
If Mexico were a dictatorship, where pundits were killed, dissenters were jailed as political prisoners, people were tortured, the press was censored and political opponents were crushed, my hope would be that other countries around the world stand up and defend the Mexican people.
It’s not just about a physical barrier. He wants to hang an “unwelcome” sign on a nation built by immigrants.
What wisdom would be worth sharing with a group of aspiring journalists? Recently, I was invited to address the graduating class of the City University of New York’s Graduate School of Journalism, where some of the best digital journalists in the United States have studied.
MAYAN RIVIERA, MEXICO — Our feverish oceans are spitting out hurricanes. They are spewing invasive seaweed onto our beaches. Beneath the water, the coral is turning pale. Something is wrong, very wrong. And the seas are trying to tell us something.
If there is one thing that Mexicans know for sure, it’s that Andrés Manuel López Obrador doesn’t back down. His supporters admire his determination; his enemies disparage his stubbornness.
I saw them die right before my eyes: four prawns, twisting over a hot iron griddle.
As I turn 60, two thoughts come to mind: One, I’m running out of time; two, I’m really fortunate to have made it so far, and still be healthy and fit.
In Latin America there are a group of presidents — political dinosaurs — who have stuck around for a long …