In Mexico, Cinco de Mayo is a relatively minor observance, marking a victory of the local armies over the French, the erstwhile colonial power, in 1852. In the United States it has become a big deal, a celebration of Mexican-American culture and a perfectly good reason to drink tequila in the street on a blazing hot afternoon. In St. Louis the party was held on la Siete de Mayo for commercial reasons. Swilling tequila at work on a Thursday is often frowned upon.
Daughter Emily, Madeleine and I went down with cameras. Of course everyone is welcome and may express themselves if done in a peaceful manner. In this case, however, thesis and antithesis will not lead to synthesis. Hegel loses out on Cherokee Street.
