I watch pirate television. Will you forgive me some narcissography in this first blog, given that enticing new status? I live in Mexico City, the biggest in the world. It also lays claim to more political demonstrations than anywhere else, more film clubs than Paris, more abortions than London, and the region’s most corrupt police force. My landlady lets me use her cable service. She dug a hole in the wall between her loft and mine.





