so, i decided to treat myself to a fancy hotel, and combine it with a historical education. this means i am staying at a converted hacienda, which used to be home to about a thousand slaves. i am creeped out by this. all the people staying here are white, and almost all the people working here are black. does nobody see a problem with this... i have been feeling shamelessly indignant while sipping pina coladas by the pool. they have photos of smiling waitstaff at the entrance. of all things. at least where i come from, we have the decency to be ashamed of our past and pretend nothing ever happened.
politics aside, i´m super pleased with my decision to splurge. i washed myself in a shower with TWO knobs, which means not only was their hot water, but i did not risk electric shock using it. (oh, during my several day streak of things not going my way, i got electrocuted by the first warm shower i had in days.) i even bought conditioner and used it. my hair had a dim recollection of such things, but by now was convinced they were a myth.
oh, and at the pool there were the brattiest kids, and i realized i had not been annoyed by brats in three weeks. rich kids are the worst, man. i was probably equally annoying. ok back to life in the lap of luxury.
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What would it be if the employees were all indigenous people and the customers were white, criollos, black, mestizos, espanoles, etc? Or, other indigenous but powerful individuals (there are some!)? After all, Spaniards enslaved the indians too. I think today the issue is class, more than race. There is a Peruvian song, "El Plebeyo," that laments the fact that an upper class woman cannot love a lower class (plebeyo) man.
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