Friday, October 22, 2010

Good Riddance

There was an old legend back at our alma mater that the day a virgin finally graduated, the BC eagle would fly away. Here in Querétaro, when a virgin finally leaves town, fireworks go off. Lots of fireworks. At 4 o'clock in the fucking morning.

All this week, Querétaro has been playing host to the Virgen del Pueblito, who has been moving between two churches that are unfortunately both within two blocks of our offices - and when she rolls, she rolls heavy. Fireworks, processions, church bells, drums, dancing indians, etc. The Virgen, seen here in her usual sanctuary, is basically a flat-chested Barbie doll whose Dream House is in the town of El Pueblito, a mere 6 miles from Querétaro. Six miles: like, a 15-minute drive at most, even in traffic. But every year her visit is treated as if she walked across the Himalayas to be here with us.

And make no mistake, it's the physical presence of Heavenly Barbie that everyone is worshiping, meaning the Archdiocese of Querétaro is sanctioning a mass-breaking of the Second Commandment ("Thou shalt not make unto thee any graven image... Thou shalt not bow down thyself to them, nor serve them.") as well as the Eighth ("Thous shall not steal a good night's sleep from thy neighbors.")

The fires of Hell await.

[Bonus Value-Added Fun Fact: The burro is one of only two animals mentioned in the Ten Commandments.]

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

we have the same thing when the virgin of Zapopan visits Guadalajara one block from our house. Here they come to your house and ask for a donation to pay for the visit. One of my favourite things to do is ask a lot of questions. "Virgin? what virgin? Why is she still a virgin? How old is she anyway? Do we pay for all transportation costs of all virgins here? Where does one sign up cuz I have this really ugly friend and he is still a virgin? how much the taxi cost? What hotel will the virgin be staying at? Oh.. she stays at the church, how much do they charge a night?" Etc