2024.30 : Shoeshine Philosopher
Mexico City Circa 2017
— Genesis 11The Lord came down to see the city and the tower that the people had built. The Lord said, “Now, these people are united, all speaking the same language. This is only the beginning of what they will do. They will be able to do anything they want. Come, let us go down and confuse their language so they will not be able to understand each other.”
So the Lord scattered them from there over all the earth, and they stopped building the city. The place is called Babel since that is where the Lord confused the language of the whole world. So the Lord caused them to spread out from there over the whole world.
It’s precisely midnight as I type this. After hours of refusing to leave the keyboard, and after several weeks of exploring ideas for an essay as intriguing as the man in this week’s photo, I’ve got nothin’. Except to say, not knowing Spanish or many other languages has once again deprived me of fully experiencing another great story. This man was holding court at his shoeshine stand, and I’ll never know what everyone was pontificating and laughing about.
And now… know the photograph.