If you haven’t seen the NBC News clip about the place where Mexico’s most famous fugitive, the notorious drug kingpin, Joaquin “El Chapo” Guzman, was captured last week by soldiers from the Mexican Navy, you ought to take a gander at its website and feast your eyes on the sumptuous surroundings that drug money will buy south of the border.
When I first heard that “El Chapo” was captured by the Mexican Navy, I figured he was probably motoring around the Pacific Ocean off the coast in a luxurious yacht with a few kilos of cocaine on board. I was wrong. “El Chapo” was holed-up in a condo with a few of his posse and enough Tex-Mex take-out to last a month or two. You should check out the website.
Okay, I’ll spare you the effort. The place where “El Chapo” was found hiding was a dump. I mean it – an absolute dump. The condo wouldn’t have qualified for Section 8 housing here in America, and it appeared that the maid hadn’t cleaned since Reagan occupied the White House. The condo itself was just a step above an inner-city crack house, but that’s not saying much. You’d think that the richest drug dealer in Mexico could afford a half-way decent safe house, but I suppose with Mexico’s entire military on his tail and a price on his head, it was probably tough to find a trustworthy realtor.
There’s something very gratifying about seeing a super-wealthy guy like “El Chapo,” who was personally responsible for the deaths of hundreds, maybe thousands of people in the U.S. and Mexico, being reduced to living in a place of such squalor that even a respectable mouse wouldn’t have touched it. What will be even more gratifying, however, is when "El Chapo" is reduced to spending the rest of his life in a nine by thirteen foot cell. Maybe then folks will start calling him “El Cheapo,” because that’s just about all he’ll be able to afford.
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