I’ve been struck by the imagery of water as I have begun doing a new round of revisions (which round, I do not want to know). The very first story I examine in my dissertation is called “Dios en la tierra” by José Revueltas. In this story, a group of soldiers are so thirsty that they are practically hallucinating. They see a “thirst-god” everywhere. The townspeople (who they are fighting) protect their well with the fierceness of the desperate. In Juan Rulfo’s story “Luvina,” which I discuss in my second chapter, a group of women leaves their town when it is still dark to get water. They appear to materialize like bats out of the blackness of the night. Then, in a novel called Oficio de tinieblas by Rosario Castellanos, a character gets a maniacal inspiration as she gazes at a pool of water. Slowly, it takes the shape of her brother, and she decided to marry him off to an unsuspecting, desperate young woman.
Water is still hugely important in Mexico, and elsewhere in the world. A person needs water everyday to survive. However. The Mexican government seems to be unable to provide clean water for Mexicans (even though many metal covers on the streets say “potable water” I would not drink the water that comes out of my tap). Companies like Coke and Pepsi seem to manage where the government fails. They sell bottled water everywhere. Where there is no water, there is for sure coke or beer. These companies are taking over the government’s job, and creating distance between those who have, and have not. And these “haves” are the most basic rights.