Last week I asked my friend Julia what she thought about the coup d’état that deposed our president, Manuel Zelaya. Julia owns a mercadito, an old-fashioned grocery store that she set up in her garage. Like many middle-class housewives here, she started a business to contribute to the shrinking family budget.
Not far from Boulevard Morazán, the main avenue near the affluent Colonia Las Lomas, Julia’s store is a good place to hear the latest news and gossip.
“Oh, I love the curfew,” she joked. “I haven’t seen my husband come back home before 10 at night since my honeymoon.”
“But what do you think about Zelaya?” I insisted.… Seguir leyendo »