Todo Amor, Cero Odio.

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A un año de decirte adiós cuando sigo sin comprender por qué lo tendríamos que haber hecho, te extraño mucho hermanito.

No pensé que así sería, sobre todo por el poco tiempo en el que pude compartir momentos contigo. Sólo un par de años de intercambiar palabras, pensamientos, ideas, proyectos y sueños… un par de años de tu amistad que sin sentido llegó a una abrupta interrupción (porque a su fin, nunca). Un par de años de aprenderte tanto.

Ilógicamente guardo tu contacto en mi teléfono móvil, como si eso fuera a hacerlo sonar de nuevo y pudiéramos tener sólo una plática más.

De manera mucho más lógica guardo el recuerdo del gusto de cada vez que nos vimos, del entusiasmo que me contagiaste, de las palabras de aliento que me diste cuando las necesité y de los momentos en que sonreímos. Y como me lo dije hace un año y hoy lo reitero, eso NADIE nos lo robará.

Si alguien creyó que apagaba tu luz, que equivocado estaba. Hermanito, sólo te magnificaron e hicieron que tu sonrisa fuera eterna.

Duele extrañarte pero festejo el hecho que al haberte conocido, tengo tanto de ti que extrañar. Y como tú tantas veces, hoy aunque cueste, sonrío.

Te quiero, Renato.

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Comparto estas breves líneas en tributo a un gran ser humano, porque sé que harán eco en quienes tuvimos el gusto y honor de conocerlo. A todos ustedes, amigos, mi más fuerte abrazo hoy. Su sonrisa para SIEMPRE.

Después del temblor…

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Después de afortunadamente tener contacto o seña a través de terceros que mis familiares y amigos en las zonas afectadas por el temblor del 19 de septiembre están bien, después de reunir ropa, material médico y víveres y llevarlos a un centro de acopio, después de ayudar a una persona sin celular a tratar de contactar a su hermana, después de donar lo que puedo a los Topos y a la Cruz Roja, el sentimiento de frustración y vacío permanece.
 
Ese sentimiento de desamparo, de ineptitud al no poder hacer más por tantas hermanas y hermanos que están pasando por esta pesadilla y sufrimiento, no lo comparto para recibir palmadas de espalda ni felicitaciones por tener sentido humano y solidaridad. Lo comparto porque me doy cuenta que así nos estamos sintiendo MUCHOS que quisiéramos estar más cerca y ayudar directamente. Y es porque es en los momentos más difíciles que dejamos atrás nuestras diferencias y aflora lo mejor de cada uno de nosotros.
 
Se los digo con mucho amor, ESO que estamos sintiendo, es importante. Es importante ahorita porque se vuelve un motor de acción que nos permite brincar de los Likes a verdaderas decisiones y verdaderos compromisos que generan cambios reales. Genera donativos, hace que los camiones salgan de los centros de acopio y nos conecta en una mano cadena virtual hasta las zonas del desastre.
 
Es importante porque si bien este sentimiento no remueve los escombros ni encuentra víctimas, alienta a nuestros hermanos mexicanos que sí están ahí y les da un poco más de empuje para seguir haciendo lo imposible por rescatar a más mexicanos. Son increíbles y verdaderamente admirables.
 
Es importante porque desde los distintos rincones del mundo en que nos encontramos, le grita a nuestros connacionales que no están y no los vamos a dejar solos.
 
Y es importante porque estoy seguro que en un futuro muy cercano habremos librado esta tragedia y las cosas volverán a cierto grado de “normalidad”… y será importante RECORDAR que así como lo hicimos en 1985 y lo hacemos ahora, está dentro de cada uno de nosotros la capacidad de hermanarnos y trabajar juntos para salir adelante como país y comunidad. México será GRANDÍSIMO cuando no tengamos que tener una tragedia encima de nosotros para tendernos la mano uno a otro.
 
Abrazo a todos,
 
Arjan Shahani

Ya basta de gallos en México, aquí no hay gallinas

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En las noticias leo una declaración del rector de la Universidad Madero (UMAD), Job César Romero, en la que señala como causa de las desapariciones de mujeres “las libertades que las chicas tienen.” Añade que la “autonomía para viajar en su carro o en otros medios” las vuelve presas y víctimas de crímenes como la violación y/o feminicidio.

Y aunque asombra la forma de pensar del rector, asombra más ver en la sección de comentarios de la nota cómo se detona un fuerte debate entre quienes coinciden con el punto de vista del Sr. Romero y quienes sabemos que cualquier intento de justificar actos viles de esta naturaleza y señalar a las víctimas como responsables, no sólo es insensible hacia ellas sino una franca muestra de genuina estupidez.

En MVS Radio, durante el programa “Dispara, Margot, dispara”, el locutor Sergio Zurita, sin pena ni preocupación por sus palabras, critica la forma de vestir de las mujeres cuando recogen a sus hijos en la escuela y les propina la siguiente recomendación: “Ganen mucho dinero y cómprenles muchos juguetes, pero lleguen a recogerlos decentes, o de menos súbanse los pants, para que no se les vean las teclas operadas.”

Tras la indignación de algunos grupos sociales y los balconeos en prensa, ambos Job César Romero y Sergio Zurita hacen comentarios para disculparse y “aclarar lo que quisieron decir”… y la vida continúa.

A las 9:00 pm del sábado pasado, escucho música a unas cuantas casas de la mía. Paso por el domicilio de donde proviene y me doy cuenta que se trata de lo que hoy en día llaman “una reu” de preadolescentes que aún no tienen edad para legalmente entrar en una discoteca (ahora les llaman antro pero es lo mismo). Entre las canciones del mainstream actual,  de repente escucho el coro “Estoy enamorado de cuatro babies / siempre me dan lo que quiero / Chingan cuando yo les digo / Ninguna me pone pero”. La canción continúa relatando de manera celebratoria la manera en que Maluma sostiene relaciones sexuales con distintas mujeres y no sabe que hacer ya que “todas maman bien”. Los preadolescentes bailan y ríen mientras incómodamente intentan sus primeros “ligues”. Las palabras de la canción no los inmutan.

Aclaro que el mal de la misoginia musical no es exclusivo del reggaetón. La música norteña tiene ejemplos como “Y ahora resulta”, del grupo Voz de Mando, en el que el cantante le reclama a una mujer que “te puse pechos, te puse nalgas y una cintura donde tú tenías llantas / te compré un carro que ni sabes manejar / ahora resulta muñequita ahora resulta / maldita puta, antes de mí tú no eras nada”.

En las bodas bailamos al ritmo de la Sonora Dinamita con su hit “Que Bello”, sin poner atención a una letra en la que una mujer pone de lado su orgullo y le ruega a un hombre diciendo “pero me arrepiento, en el piso o donde sea tómame.”

Cuando Dylan Klebold y Eric Harris perpetuaron la masacre de Columbine en 1999, algunos quisieron apuntar a que “ellos escuchaban a Marylin Manson” como lo que los llevó a matar a trece personas antes de suicidarse. Mi visión no es tan miope y no quiero decir que un par de canciones misóginas son la causa de la crisis de una cultura mexicana que ha interiorizado la cosificación sexual de la mujer, pero su popularidad tan natural sí es síntoma de una situación que amerita cambios drásticos.

En una carne asada cualquiera (sí, soy de Monterrey y las carnes asadas son obligatorias) con mi grupo de amigos que tienen hijos de edades similares a las de los míos, la plática muchas veces se torna a un recuento de vivencias y ocurrencias de nuestros pequeños. Las anécdotas suelen ser graciosas o el esperado pavoneo de papás orgullosos. En una reciente ocasión, uno de los papás mencionó que uno de sus hijos “tiene mucho pegue entre las niñas de la preprimaria” y cerró su comentario con el famoso dicho “cuiden a sus gallinas, que mi gallo anda suelto”. Todos y todas rieron. … y la vida continúa.

En Cholula, Mara Fernanda Castilla de 19 años sale a un bar un jueves por la noche. El resto de la trágica historia ya es conocido… Y lo peor del caso es que Mara Fernanda no es la primera ni será la última.  Pero los comentarios francamente decepcionantes vuelven a emanar… “¿Pues qué estaba haciendo una niña de 19 años en la calle a las 5 de la mañana y seguro borracha? / Ella se lo buscó / ¿Por qué se quedó dormida en un taxi?”, etc. La atención no se centra en el deplorable acto de un ser ruin sino en supuestos “errores” de una joven que optó por solicitar un servicio de transportación que consideraba seguro.

El domingo pasado varias queridas y valientes amigas salieron a marchar en distintas ciudades del país. Su canto de denuncia gritó “Ni una menos” y ellas se hermanaron con cualquier mujer ofreciendo su casa como refugio en caso de necesitarlo en cualquier momento. El mensaje era claro: las mujeres lamentan vivir en un país en que tienen que cuidarse de más.

A las mujeres de México, me encantaría decirles que esa solidaridad de género, ese grito de protesta, esa exigencia de justicia, son suficientes. Aplaudo el esfuerzo por protegerse, pero creo que hay que pegarle más directamente al problema de verdad. El problema de verdad NO ES que ustedes se estén exponiendo o arriesgando. El problema de verdad NO ES y no se resolverá acatando las recomendaciones de vestimenta que les da el Sr. Zurita. Ustedes no son el problema y deberían tener el derecho de salir de noche y de vestir sin temor a ser ultrajadas. Por favor, nunca lo olviden.

El problema de verdad es un cáncer sistémicamente interiorizado en nuestra sociedad. El problema de verdad son todos y cada uno de los estímulos que generamos o permitimos consciente e inconscientemente para normalizar o justificar las acciones de cualquier hombre que se siente con el derecho de violentar la integridad física y psicológica de cualquier mujer, sin considerarlo incorrecto y sin temer consecuencias.

El problema no está en criar a nuestras hijas a saber protegerse mejor. ¡Y vaya que debemos de hacerlo! El problema está en que evidentemente no estamos haciendo lo suficiente para criar a nuestros HIJOS para ser hombres de bien, hombres de verdad. Hombres que no se sienten más hombres si  “siempre les dan lo que ellos quieren” y tienen múltiples mujeres que “chingan cuando ellos les dicen”. Hombres que sepan que las mujeres son sus iguales, que sepan que “boys will be boys” es una pendejada, que entiendan que la cosificación de la mujer no los hace verse “más cool” o como “conquistadores” sino como patéticos cavernícolas. Hombres que cuando estén transportando a una mujer en su carro y ella se queda dormida, ni siquiera puedan considerar la idea de faltarle al respeto de ninguna manera, mucho menos privarla de su libertad, violarla y matarla “porque no me pude contener”. Hombres que sepan que no son animales y no pueden justificar sus acciones por “instinto”. Hombres que por misma integridad no quieran ser malos hombres pero que si lo fueran, tengan pavor a consecuencias que deberán de llegar y aplicarse de manera rigorosa.

Tenemos que cambiar. Tenemos que ser mejores.

Sí, mis hijas sabrán cuidarse y exigir respeto, pero a las mujeres de México y también a los hombres porque creo que este compromiso nos beneficia a TODOS como sociedad, les comparto esta promesa e invito a otros a asumirla:

Dedicaré todas mis capacidades como padre para que mi hijo no sea un “gallo” que acecha y que ello genera razón de orgullo en él, en mí o en sus amigos. Me comprometo a señalar todos y cada uno de los indicios que vea a mi alrededor que fomentan que los niños y los hombres se sientan “gallos”. ¡Ya basta!

Porque si algo que queda más que claro y admiro de ellas, es que ante todo y hoy más que nunca, las mujeres de México no son gallinas.

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I get called “a good dad” a lot

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Context: I’m a man, a husband and a father living in Monterrey, Mexico.

I get called “a good dad” a lot. Stating this is by no means, an intention of bragging.

HiRes-1024x661I get called a good dad when we’re at an airport, I notice my toddler needs a diaper change and I tell my wife “we’ll be right back, this one needs to go to the bathroom.” I get called a good dad when I take my kids out to breakfast on Sunday so that Mommy can get a much-deserved extra hour of sleep. People call me a good dad when I take my kids to a birthday party and endure the loud screaming, running around and ordinal chaos that occurs in such events. I get called a good dad when I calm my son down after a fall with a scraped knee, when I play tag with my daughters in the park or when I’m able to get them to an afternoon class on time. I get called a good dad by other mothers when I go to parent-teacher conferences at our kids’ school.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m thankful for any recognition I get. I am very conscious of my responsibility and role as a father to try to be the best paternal figure I can be toward my kids. I work on this every day and every way that I can. But consider the following:

  1. My wife does these and many other similar things as a parent to our children. She does them ALL the time and quite frankly, most of the time she does them better than I do (not because of her gender, just due to her personal talents). Does she get called a good mom? Sure… but not nearly as often and not nearly with the level of appraisal and amazement as the “good dad” comments I receive from random people in the street. My wife, as a woman and a mother, is socially EXPECTED to be a good mom. Apparently, being a good mom is considered normalcy, which raises several questions: does society think that good moms are good effortlessly? Do we really think that each and every challenge that drives other people crazy about dealing with kids has zero effect on mothers? If so, without any surgical operations, is there a way to turn me into a mother? Now? Please?

Sarcasm aside, being a mom is damn hard. It’s not something that happens magically or naturally. Even when you factor in your belief of the power “maternal instinct” may have, that only accounts for a mother’s intention to love and protect her children, not her talents to do so effectively.

  1. Apparently, society has very low expectations of what my duties as a father are. If what I am doing generates amazement and reasons for praise, what are average dads doing? Should we be worried about that? Why are we being way too complacent toward fathers? Even if you believe that traditional (old) roles where a mother stays at home and a dad goes to work apply (and trust me, even if you wanted them to, in this economy they don’t), that arrangement should not give men a pass at being fathers. What happened to the women’s liberation movement and why did it not tackle societal gender and paternal/maternal roles? We should be diligently working on reassessing society’s demands on dads. How can we get the ball rolling on that? Now? Please?

If we never expect fathers to be good fathers, they never will be. If we don’t demand fatherly figures to step up their game, we will continue raising children with less than adequate paternal examples who grow up to be less than adequate fathers themselves… in a downward spiral.

  1. People are very strange. As mentioned above, we apparently underappreciate good mothers and overvalue good fathers… But when Mother’s Day and Father’s Day come along, we tend to be way more festive on May 10th than on the third Sunday of June. Is that our guilt trip acting up on us? Do we know that we suck at valuing moms all year and hence try to overcompensate this in one measly day? I propose the following: let’s recognize good moms AND dads all year long and when deserved, equate Mother’s Day and Father’s Day celebrations. Meaning? If you suck at being a mom or a dad, you should not get a cool gift for it. And if you truly are a good mom or dad, congratulations and know that I applaud your efforts and admire you immensely. That is the best gift I know to give.

Sincerely,

A guy trying to be a good dad, but not always achieving it.

My 2016 BDAY Project

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image1For some years now, I’ve made it a point to use my birthday as a day to effect positive change, highlight the work of organizations I am fond of, and raise awareness in order to promote action among my friends and family. This year is no exception.

As always, I’m VERY thankful for every one of you who has taken the time to call and/or write to me in order to share your good wishes… but since I’ve already caught your attention, hopefully I can keep you here for a couple of more minutes and invite you to donate or participate with one of these worthy causes and organizations:

Kiva – Loans that change lives: Microfinancing to people all over the world. Lend as little as $25 dollars to the project of your choosing (Women, Agriculture, Single Parents, Social enterprises, etc).

Atlas Corps – Change your perspective. Change the World: “The peace corps in reverse.” An organization that provides fellowship opportunities in the U.S. to young leaders from across the world. Global capacity-building enabling leaders to detonate change in their communities.

Global Majority: Non-violent conflict resolution. Founded under the premise that the global majority wants to live in peace. Education, training, networking and international advocacy.

Globe Aware – Have Fun. Help People: Voluntourism in an international environment helping impoverished communities in developing nations.

Enseña Por México: Volunteer Project focused on providing better education systems and programs to children in Mexico. Affiliated to the Teach for All network.

Hagámoslo Bien: Promoting a culture of lawfulness in Monterrey, México. Building a network of committed individuals and organizations willing to adhere to a culture of lawfulness and strengthening the rule of law.

Please take a minute to learn about their great work. Click on these links and if you can, it would mean the world to me if you would donate to them today.

MANY, MANY, MANY THANKS.

Arjan

QEPD Renato López y Omar Girón

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Anoche recibí la noticia: De la manera más cobarde y vil nos arrebataron las vidas de dos personas hermosas.

Nos robaron del gusto, la alegría y la fortuna de volver a ver sus sonrisas, de la suerte de volver a tener felices momentos con ellos. De reír, de abrazarlos, de compartir.

Nos robaron como muchas veces lo han hecho… y me llena de cólera.

A las familias de ambos, a su familia en CMX, a sus amigos y a los compañeros de Omar y de Renato, no hay forma ni palabras de consuelo por esta irracional pérdida. Lo único que nos queda es decirles que emocionalmente compartimos con ustedes en este difícil momento. Lo único que nos queda es mandarles mucho amor.

Y nos quedan las memorias. Porque esas nunca nadie nos las podrá robar. Y en esas memorias, sus sonrisas estarán para siempre.

Descanse en paz Omar Girón.

Descanse en paz Renato López.

Today’s anti-gay marriage march in Mexico

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IMG_2608Fueled by ignorance and intolerance, today the recently-created, wrongfully-named group Frente Nacional por la Familia (National Pro-family Front) will initiate a series of marches in Mexico’s main cities, denouncing a law initiatives package geared towards combating homophobia and discrimination, promoting inclusion and the legal recognition of all family units and marriages.

Among other things, they claim that the proposed law initiatives are “a threat against our children, our marriages and our families.” Members of the Catholic Church promoting this movement, have stated that the marches are not anti-gay “because gays are to be accepted and accompanied in order to heal them, just like prostitutes and drugdealers” (I shit you not).

While other modern societies are proud to show their progressiveness embracing diversity and inclusion, the FNxF’s emergence is proof of how backwards a relevant portion of Mexican society continues to be.

I was happy to see that in my social media networks, practically 100% of my contacts were denouncing today’s marches. One dear friend of mine very eloquently stated “nothing has generated more support for equal marriage rights than this march against them” because the absurdness of the FNxF movement has made many of us come out and state that this so-called national march does not represent us or our families.

Unfortunately, my list of contacts in Facebook, Twitter and Instagram are not representative of society as a whole. Just driving around my neighborhood this morning, I could see a number of houses proudly displaying signs in favor of the discriminatory march. I guess the new saying goes, you can choose your Facebook friends but not your neighbors.

Another very creative friend with a very acid sense of humor posted a series of pictures portraying the KKK and said “To those of you going to the FNxF march today, remember the dress code is all-white.” The use of imagery was funny, the unfortunate closeness to the real thoughts and motivations behind the march, certainly is not.

How is the acceptance of the right of other individuals to love each other and establish a legal bond in their relationship “a threat to your children and to your families”? Regardless of the fact that we should all be recognized as equals, just as a universal truth, I think anybody who is a parent and has a sound mind should naturally consider the fact that they hold a responsibility in teaching their children love and not hate.

I was born in a homophobic society, in a homophobic time. I laughed at and made homophobic jokes as I grew up. I simply did not know better. Luckily, as I grew and developed critical thought, I quickly and very logically understood how ridiculous homophobia is. It was an easy and logical transition and I believe most of my generation and the generations to come, naturally fall into this development route in Mexico. It will continue to be this way as long as homophobic humor is part of our mainstream media and culture, but at least there are natural breakpoints and people can evolve. One of those breakpoints, ironically in the FNxF’s view, is when you become a parent and you realize your responsibility in teaching your children the right path. During this time, you also come to realize that your child could as he grows up, identify his/her sexual orientation as a homosexual. When you realize that this is a possibility, it becomes so natural, based on the love you have for your child, to develop an inclusive attitude of coexistence. You would never want your child to be hated just for the fact that they were born of a specific sexual orientation… you would never want your child to be hated at all!

While most arguments in favor of this march are based on religious misinterpretations of the catholic faith (the Pope himself has expressed that this type of gender discrimination is an abomination), there is one particular argument I read that I want to tackle: Somebody in my timeline said that just like we allow gays to march during Pride, we should not criticize the FNxF’s right to manifest their beliefs. So here goes:

  1. Intolerant thought should not be tolerated. Different points of view should be celebrated, but a movement that states that the sexual orientation of people wanting to establish a legal bond between them based on the love they have for each other is a threat to society, cannot be compared with a plight for respect and inclusion. I’m sorry, but no, you don’t get to be tolerated if your ideological framework is based on hate. The whole idea of established codes of conduct in organized society and generally-accepted behavior is an attempt for us to get along as a group. You’re not helping. Leave your hate at the door.
  2. You don’t have a just cause. If you try to compare your right to spread hate with the plight of PRIDE parades, you are either ignorant of history of simply blunt-headed. PRIDE was born as a cry for equal rights and non-discrimination. It was a brave movement geared toward letting gay people know that it was ok to be gay, that they should not fear the fact that they were gay. As society progressed, the parades have become more and more a celebration of the fact that global society has become and is becoming more inclusive. If your march is supposedly a defense mechanism in order to preserve your understanding of family and how your family is composed, how is gay marriage a threat to you? How does the possibility of two men or women getting married directly affect you? You have no just cause… Quite frankly, I think you only have way too much time on your hands and way too much hate in your soul.

Exactly forty-five years ago this month, John Lennon wrote and released the song Imagine. Forty-five years later, more and more of us still imagine all the people living life in peace. And yes, you may say I’m a dreamer but I’m not the only one. If you’re planning to march promoting hate today, I hope someday you’ll join us and the world will be as one.

We CAN rise again

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Thirty years ago today an 8.0 magnitude earthquake struck Mexico City. 1985 would mark Mexico’s history forever. The trying days that followed the earthquake would challenge our nation’s ability to regroup and recover. A level of nationwide solidarity that I haven’t seen since, helped us get back on our feet and rise from the rubble. We CAN rise again. #1985 #september #sept19 #mexico #mexicocity #earthquake #richterscale #terremoto #solidarity #society #solidaridad  

 

Is Peña Nieto Facing a Mexican Spring?

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Originally published by Americas Quarterly on December 4th, 2014.

Two years ago, Enrique Peña Nieto took office as Mexico’s president, under the banner of a renovated Partido Revolucionario Institucional(PRI) and with a promise of a brighter economic, social and political future.

Only two months after he took office, Thomas L. Friedman remarked on that promise in an article titled “How Mexico Got Back in the Game.” And who can forget Timemagazine’s February 2014 cover, featuring Peña Nieto with the headline “Saving Mexico”? In that feature, author Michael Crowley said that on the security issues, “alarms are being replaced with applause” and that the social, political and economic reforms package steamrolled through a PRI-dominant Congress were preview of great things to come.

The media prematurely started calling this era “Mexico’s moment.” Granted, we are living quite an interesting moment in Mexico’s history, but not for the reasons the 2012 optimists foresaw.

A recent series of events and decisions stemming from the political elite at local, state and federal levels has detonated into what could evolve into a Mexican version of the Arab Spring. In Friedman’s piece, he quoted the president of Monterrey’s Center for Citizen Integration saying that “Once a citizen feels he is not powerless, he can aspire for more change. […] First, the Web democratized commerce, and then it democratized media, and now it is democratizing democracy.”

This is exactly what’s happening. A newly empowered Mexican civil society is reacting and saying enough is enough.

Some of the things I will discuss in this piece are not making their way to mainstream media, or they are being distorted and minimized, but they are gaining momentum in the open forum of Mexican social media—clearly demonstrating the growing divide between institutions and a fed-up and empowered rebellious citizenry.

The apparent state-sponsored mass murder of 43 rural students from Ayotzinapa was not the result of Peña Nieto’s mandate or decisions. The horrible events occurred in the Partido de la Revolución Democrática (PRD)-run state of Guerrero, and the alleged intellectual authors of the massacre where the now-deposed and incarcerated PRD mayor of Iguala,José Luis Abarca, and his wife.

However, the president’s reaction to the crisis is proving to be more than a challenge for his office. Protesters are holding him accountable and expecting answers from him and only him.

When the massacre reached mass media, political groups in the elite saw it as an opportunity to attack their opponents. Two-time presidential candidate Andrés Manuel López Obrador called for Peña Nieto’s resignation, saying the president was not equipped to deal with the Ayotzinapa case. The PRI apparatus returned the blow, flooding the Web with a picture of Abarca and López Obrador hugging during a political rally and arguing that the two politicians were not only members of the same political party, but close friends and political allies.

While this game of political finger-pointing was going on, the families of the 43 students—and, quite frankly, most Mexicans—were more interested in what the federal government was doing to advance the investigation and to deliver credible results.

When days turned into months and the public still had no answers, two incidents collided and became a perfect storm for the president.

On November 7, 33 days after the Ayotzinapa students disappeared, Attorney General Jesús Murillo Karam gave a press conference in which he declared that the students’ bodies had been thrown in a mass grave and cremated, citing confessions from local gang members as evidence. Families of the students, who had expected empathy and hope, were instead subjected to a crude account of how their loved ones had been abducted, transported, tortured, maimed and murdered.

Murillo continued to share testimonies of apprehended criminals, describing the way the bodies were doused with gasoline and set ablaze. At the conclusion of the press conference, Murillo dodged questions challenging the credibility of his statements, only to abruptly end the session by getting up from his chair and murmuring “I’ve had enough” (Ya me cansé).

Though Murillo later said that his words were an expression of his frustration with the violence, #Yamecansé immediately became a trending topic on Twitter. Enraged Mexicans shouted they, too, had had enough of the political elite, of organized crime in bed with the government, and of being lied to and patronized.

The second PR disaster came two days later, when journalist Carmen Aristegui uncovered acase of alleged corruption and nepotism involving Peña Nieto’s wife, Angélica Rivera. Aristegui revealed that the construction company Grupo Higa, which had won a  multimillion dollar bid to construct a high-speed rail project in the PRI-governed state of Nuevo León, had also built Rivera’s now famous $7 million “Casa Blanca” mansion.

As if the Casa Blanca accusation wasn’t bad enough, Peña Nieto decided not to directly respond to it. Instead, the strategy from the president’s office was to have the First Lady provide an explanation, in a failed attempt to put distance between the accusation and the president.  The Rivera’s nonsensical YouTube video explanation of how she came to possess enough money to buy the house through acting in telenovelas, created an outcry on social media, showing that nobody bought the First Lady’s explanation. Instead, the video became yet another symbol of the effrontery with which the political class approaches their constituency, stirring up frustration and indignation.

The #Yamecansé and #CasaBlanca hashtags sparked massive social mobilizations and marches in the state of Guerrero, in Mexico City and in major cities across the country and abroad. Some have compared these mass protests with the #YoSoy132 movement of 2012.

The similarity between the two movements is the fact that Peña Nieto is the main target of criticis—but it would be more accurate to compare the current movement with the Arab Spring. #YoSoy132 was fueled by electoral politics, with the goal of preventing Peña Nieto from winning office. After Peña Nieto was elected, the movement did not die completely, but it became more symbolic than effective.

Today, enraged and politically alienated youth are amassing in a more organic way, and their reasons for protesting will not dissipate after electoral polls close. Local, state and federal incompetence and corruption have created more reasons than ever for people to take to the streets and demand a change.

There is no sign of this trend reversing. In fact, all strategies used by the government to tackle the protests only seem to aggravate them.  With accusations of police beating up and arresting peaceful protesters, Peña Nieto’s presentation of a security reformthat would unify local police forces was met with skepticism. The spokesperson for the relatives of the Ayotzinapa victims called the measure “like his words—false,” and a move by Mexico’s lower house of Congress to revise rules on social mobilization (Senate approval pending) was received as a threat to freedom of speech and freedom of movement.

Why aren’t these strategies working? In part, because they were the wrong solutions to begin with. In his recent op-ed in El Economista, the founder and president of the Mexican think tank Instituto de Pensamiento Estratégico Ágora A.C. (IPEA ), Armando Regil Velasco, identified the root cause of the prolonged problem:

“When your moral authority is so fragile, it doesn’t matter what you say. Skepticism will impose itself and little to nothing will be believable. [The Federal government] lacks honesty, courage and determination.”

The Mexican political elite, with Peña Nieto heading the list, has lost whatever  trust the citizenry once had in them. The phrase “more crooked than a politician” has risen to new heights in today’s Mexico, and those brave enough to mobilize are finding more and more reasons to do so as more cases of corruption and inadequacy develop.

After two years of Peña Nieto’s government and with the current social chaos the country is facing, I wonder where those 2012 notions of “Saving Mexico,” “Mexico’s moment” and “getting back in the game” have ended up. The best place to look for them is probably in the gutter.