Travel writer Graham Greene took two looks at Mexico - one with his head and one with his heart. Guess which book is better. In
The Lawless Roads, he whines, bitches and moans his way across the country. His hyperanalysis makes him (and us) miserable. Consider his take on Mexican food: everything has spicy salsa on it, but when you remove the hot sauce it's boring. No!
Graham admits that the passion of Mexican worship inspires him more than the high church snoozefest back home. Yet, his momentary enthusiasm is quickly subdued by logic. Latino disregard for the catagorical boundries between science, religion and magic constantly disgusts his intellectual sensibilities.
