The streets of Paraguay
I used to place Egypt quite high on the paradox list, as they have a lot of signs reading “Egypt – the land of peace” while a guard carrying an automatic weapon stands firmly posing in front of the very sign.
However, there’s a new kid on the block. In Paraguay, I learned recently, there are people guarding the car tire shops in full Kevlar armor, holding a sawed-off shotgun with a finger on the trigger.
“I robbed a bank full of dinero
A great big mountain of dough
So it was goodbye companero
I couldn’t stay and face the music
So many reasons why
I won’t be sending postcards From Paraguay”
– Postcards From Paraguay, Mark Knopfler
We walked along an endless road, up the hills, down the hills, and all we saw were two things: shops selling tires and the heavily armed guards in front of them. There must be a vast market for stolen tires in Paraguay.