In Mexico, along the border, it’s dangerous to be on the street without identification. It’s not illegal, but it almost is. Just like in the US, if you’re close to the border and you’re poor, or if you look poor or aimless or anxious and you see a cop and you don’t have identification, you better be careful. The cops might think you’re from Guatemala or Honduras. Then they might throw you in the tank, maybe they’ll take your money. Maybe they’ll forget about you for a couple weeks, then ship you south. I’ve heard the stories. I lost contact once, with a friend from Honduras. And then, after a month, he called and said, Fuck man, I got locked up. He was in Mexico then. Still no ID, still nothing he could have done about it. Then he jumped the border north and got caught by la migra, the Border Patrol, locked up in the states, then deported again. Now he’s sleeping in a cold garage in Mexicali, ducking cops, looking for work, looking to get back to his kids in Oklahoma, looking for anything he can find. He said to me, the last time I talked to him, “That’s my Mecca.” He was referring to Oklahoma.
Sometimes even if you have ID and you see a cop or a soldier your heart hits, because you’re scared.
And what does that do to the voice?
It wets it.
(Source: 3 Quarks Daily)