Wow! Two promises in two days…. I checked out my Digital Film/Slide Projector for my pal Judy Dykstra/Brown over at Lifelessons, AND in the same swell swoop…or is it fell swoop?… found some of my ancient slides of ancient archeological sites as I had promised my buddy BadFish!
I will do a proper post about these pyramids soon, right now the goal is to show that my old slides really can be resurrected and restored by even ME…klutz that I can be even after thirty-some years of computer-practice.
The purpose of this post is to show the results of my test of my scanner converter…yes it works, and yes I love it! It took me about four times longer than it should have, and I had a LOT of hassle getting the photos into the post.
No, that is not me up on that pyramid…no way. It may or may not be my late husband, who went up part way.
These shots were taken in 1996 at the Teotihuacan archeological site near Mexico City. This particular occasion marked the last time Bob and I went to Mexico together, although I made several more trips by myself.
These are not Aztec pyramids, but were constructed by the Teotihuacanos, who predated the Aztecs by centuries. The city was a hub of commerce and trade that extended even down into what is now Guatemala. National Geographic did a great magazine issue featuring this fascinating city.
OH yes! the link works…many of the photos I looked at on the site have been taken much more recently. There has been on-going reconstruction work at many of the Mexican sites for many years.
When I was growing up and into the 70s and 80s, my home area of Northeast Ohio was booming…the steel mills in Cleveland and Lorain were blasting night and day, round-the-clock shifts, and there were plenty of good-paying jobs in the mills and in auto manufacturing plants. THEN the plants started to close and move down South….no, not to Mexico then, but to Alabama and Georgia . The cause (they told us) was the labor unions guaranteeing good-pay and benefits and decent working safety conditions.
“Illegal” workers picked tomatoes, worked on ranches in the broiling southwest sun, and worked laborer construction jobs and washed dishes and mopped floors in restaurants and hospitals etc, etc. Ranchers hired these workers because local prospective workers declined such employment.
NAFTA has provided a free-for-all atmosphere that harmed American workers. The worst I personally know of is that NAFTA decimated the Mexican farmer corn business….flooding the Mexican markets with American corn. An even greater atrocity is that under NAFTA came the genitically-modified corn itself, which was treated to prevent re-growth from seed.
The so-called “maquiladoras” throughout Mexico hired cheap and mistreated labor…big companies like Tommy Hilfiger and The Gap. I have seen these with my own eyes, workers stand for long shifts, begging for bathroom breaks, standing at sewing machines (etc.) for 12-14 hour shifts on tiled concrete floors. Yes, these people ARE glad to get the work at any price—a job is a job.
These points are just a few, and may be arbitrary…..but are facts— TRUE FACTS, not Alternate Facts.
(Note: I originally posted this here on Sometimes two years ago.)
Here is a great treat! I found this site this morning and just had to browse the marvelous photos. This post is of a flower market in Guadalajara, Mexico. I do love Mexico and all things Mexican—so I’m happy to look around. These photos are great! Be sure to click on one of the photos so as to get the slide show—and be prepared to say WOW!!! Thanks to the blogger for permission to repost…
This is the biggest flower market in Guadalajara, and the best place to go on Valentines day. It is across the street from the Cemetary, so people can buy flowers for the departed. It has stores that face the street Federalismo, and more and more stores as you walk a block behind the storefronts. My favorite part is the open air Flower Market and watching the trucks unload flowers in bulk.
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