Working as a police officer in Mexico

The weather in October is still a bit hot.

On the streets of Mexico City, you can still see people wearing short sleeves.

There are also people sitting under the shaded trees, discussing the world.

"If you ask me, that Norman Schwarzkopf is definitely done for. Just think about it, where's a coup without bloodshed?" An old man, puffing on a pipe, shook his head, "Tut tut tut, is this the first Defense Minister?"

"I heard someone in Chinatown say that the United States has bad feng shui. They said the 'Charging Bull' in the New York Financial District is a 'Golden Vein Totem' — its horns pointing directly at Broadway Avenue, absorbing the wealth energy of the East River, looking quite good, but after the war started, the setup got ruined, turning into a sky full of ominous energy, of course, the United States had to collapse," someone chimed in.

This remark drew a lot of ridicule.

"There are too many old soothsayers in Chinatown, dammit. Last time I had a wart on my foot, he told me it was called stepping on the Big Dipper, but mentioned that a star was missing, so it wouldn't work. Made me spend 3000 riyals on a peace charm, the more I think about it, the more I feel something's off!" Someone angrily cursed, all revealing their own embarrassments.

But indeed, this talk was amusing.

"No feng shui will work, if you ask me, you just have to keep up the pressure on the United States. As long as you continue, there will be panic inside them. Over time, those who don't intend to resist and those who want to continue to resist will struggle against each other. If you ask me, military pressure, economic internal capital connection, external alliance with countries, isolating the United States, softening its influence in the world, this way, you can once and for all."

"Isn't that what the government is doing now? Or what do you think the current investor conference is for? It's to win over one side and strike another. Capitalists are like dogs; when they're hungry, you throw them a few bones, they'll naturally come back."

Many people clapped for these words.

Needless to say, in these streets and alleys of Mexico City, places where people talk openly about the U.S. situation are everywhere, you can clearly feel a different spirit.

This is the kind of attitude that war can bring.

Just like in 1962, India thought it was the third in the world, and the whole of Delhi had an arrogant flavor, and then what happened…

According to a British journalist's report, Indian soldiers ran on the battlefield with a speed similar to that of wildebeest migration, describing them as "having never seen any mammals running in such large herds so fast before!"

And the American journalist wrote that he witnessed the morale of a nation shift from enthusiasm to despair, with the national anthem playing repeatedly on the radio, trying to awaken the patriotic psyche of the people.

Since then, Nehru died of illness, and India has been ridiculed for decades, and even now, it's still laughed at by the neighboring rabbits and others.

See, war indeed gives a sense of superiority to the common people, it's national confidence.

The scenes in Mexico City are all being observed by the arriving "investors".

For instance, John Chambers, the CEO of Cisco, brought along two assistants, pretending to be ordinary tourists, wandered around the city, delved into understanding the local area, and learned a lot, at the very least, the local security is commendable.

The three were tired, bought ice cream, and sat by the flower bed.

"So, what do you all think?" John Chambers asked while licking his ice cream.

His private consultant and chief analyst spoke up next to him, "Before Victor came to power, I would basically visit Mexico once a month because the scenery here is really captivating, but there's no denying that the security in Mexico was indeed terrible. I was robbed six times upon entry, and in the hotel, even my ID was targeted by thieves. Even after calling the police, I had to pay them; I've experienced all of this."

"But! But now, it's different." He said, waving his hand, "Do you know how many kilometers we just walked? Three miles. I saw 11 patrols and 3 police outposts. It's simply amazing; there are at least no security issues, and that's the most basic requirement for investment."

Hearing this, John Chambers nodded, then looked at the other female assistant beside him.

"Mexicans now have a lot more disposable income, and also, the local real estate is skyrocketing quickly. When a place is perfect for nesting, migratory birds will stay here for a long time. Mexico City is quite good, its economy is developing rapidly."

"So, are you suggesting relocating Cisco completely from the United States?" John Chambers asked with a smile.

The two advisors exchanged a glance, the female assistant then said with a smile, "Well, it depends on how much investment incentive Mexico can provide, but I personally suggest, if the differences aren't significant, to agree to some of the Mexican Government's demands. Anyone can see that the future of North America has already shifted."

Canada?

That place is still in chaos right now.

The previous Indian uprising was quickly suppressed, three batons later, Shiva? Officer, I believe in Amitabha Buddha!

But this group of people doesn't learn from their loss, not long after the matter passed, they stood up to cause trouble again, giving Canada a big headache, Parliament is even considering the expulsion of Indians.

"But what if the United States bounces back to full strength in future confrontations? Don't say it's impossible; if Mexico can defeat the United States, nothing is impossible!" The male assistant said sullenly, "Would we then be politically purged?"

John Chambers frowned, this was something he had to consider.

"What time is the signing meeting this afternoon?"

"Two in the afternoon. There's still an hour left now," the male assistant looked at his watch and said.