Mexico City, Where the Problems Are Solved by Marching

Mexico City's night owls hit the streets! Bar owners, employees, and patrons marched in front of the local legislature on Wednesday to protest the 3 a.m. closing time in the capital's nighttime establishments, which have been enforced much more strictly since Salvador Cabañas was shot in the head while partying in a nightclub at 5 a.m.

For the record, I support their cause, but this propensity to march at the least provocation demands parody. I'd like to read a novel set in Mexico City where street marches were a constant feature of the background, with the absurdity of the cause steadily increasing. Chapter one: a march to protest delays in pension payments. Chapter five: a demonstration to protest the lack of bathroom breaks at city construction sites. Chapter twelve: a march against tolerance of flatulence in office spaces. Or something like that.