Friday, October 25, 2019

Wood ewe likes two bee english teacher?

Would you like to teach English with the funnest, fittest, and most innovative team of professors in Mexico? Would you like to help warm, grateful, university students access the world, while they teach you Mexican secrets of tranquility?

Would you like to receive a lucrative professor salary for teaching three hours a day with the rest of the time to meditate, exercise, read, and/or write on a manicured garden campus within a tropical rainforest? Would you like to receive a paid sabbatical year every six to travel, research a book, or finish a graduate degree?

If you want to find out whether you can handle a lifestyle so filled with meaningful contribution and so devoid of stress that you have almost nothing to complain about (warning: few gringos can), send a CV to communication department director Lyn Fuchs at We look forward to discussing how you might contribute to this extraordinary team and we might contribute to the achievement of your goals.

Monday, October 14, 2019

Are You Ready To Meet Death In Mexico?

For a dark literary stroll on the seedy sexy side of Mexico, one can hardly beat Rick Skwiot's novel Death In Mexico. Yet, this grave tale of grave digging digs even deeper. Nicholas Petrov's south-of-the-border quest for his dead father's body recalls a Maya myth about legendary hero twins who visit the underworld to steal their father's remains from the lords of the abyss. Of course, a father's funeral bell always tolls the son's mortality as well, so it's no surprise this book won the Hemingway First Novel Award. And the tale likewise tolls for thee.

Like many boys becoming men, Nicholas Petrov was intimidated by his father's life force and annoyed by his old school ways. His old man was an archaeologist. So, the ancient mariner's boat was anchored on the bedrock of mystical Olmec art and classical Western civilization, while his son's life drifted from shore to shore on the winds of fashion and the whims of the moment. Still, death before dishonor. Dishonor is often defined by sons as having to admit the crusty old fart was often right.

Thursday, March 21, 2019

Meet the World's Sexiest English Professors

We don't know how it happened, but somehow Papaloapan University assembled the world's sexiest team of English professors. Who wouldn't wanna spend a hot steamy afternoon in the jungle conjugating with one of these wild animals? The not-yet-extinct dinosaur on the right is travel book writer Lyn Fuchs. Next to him is travel photographer Sean Reagan. Beside him is travel website author Mittie Roger. Then comes medical doctor Barbara Progress and her investment broker Chiori Sylvester. These sexy beasts are already paired off for this season's mating rituals, so let's focus on the newest ripest fruit in the garden.

Tuesday, April 3, 2018

How Canada Bans Books

Socialist Book Burning
When the state gains the power to outlaw certain forms of expression as “hate speech” — a rising demand in some corners of America these days — the result is rarely a decrease in hate but always expanded power for grotesque new forms of bureaucratic busybodying.

Tuesday, January 30, 2018

Welcome Sean Reagan & Mittie Roger!

We´re happy to announce that travel journalists Sean Reagan and Mittie Roger are joining our staff as writers-in-residence. Thrilled actually. When they aren't driving their Land Rover from Canada to Argentina, Sean and Mittie normally park at San Miguel de Allende in Guanajuato, but they'll now have a parking space here at the University of Papaloapan in Oaxaca between global wanderings.

Friday, January 12, 2018

Make This Your Best Year Ever

There are two primary factors that produce happiness. Surprisingly, they don't include wine, beer, coffee, chocolate, travel, exercise, shopping, sex, or sunshine, despite the pleasure rush such things can stimulate. This brief post will reveal the happiness prescription. Readers who choose to swallow these profound pills rather than merely looking for superficial thrills can make 2018 their best year ever.

Monday, December 18, 2017

Dreaming Of A Brown Christmas

You may remember Bono of U2 singing a catchy Christmas tune with some condescending lyrics: "There won't be snow in Africa this Christmas. Do they even know that it's Christmastime at all? Feed the world. Let them know it's Christmastime." How profound! You see, brown equatorial folks cannot really grasp that it's Christmas, unless northern white folks send them a sleighload of gifts, because they don't have snow, plus their fridges aren't overstuffed with processed carbs or expiring produce like American fridges. Poor brownies!

Wednesday, November 22, 2017

My Glorious Sissy-Unapproved Death Wish

Riding my brand new motorcycle in the rain without a helmet down the twisting jungle road that leads to my university is clearly life threatening, but less so than your regular assisted suicide that your regular Euro-sissy regularly insists you have a right to. So, I'm clearly within my rights. As I speed past palm trees and sugar plantations, I thank God that Mexico is the kind of place that offers fewer safety helmets but more wind in your hair. My beloved mother is dead. I sure as hell don't want any politico presuming to take her place, whether offering the ruler to spank or the breast to suck.

Wednesday, November 8, 2017

Horny Harvey and Steamy Beastiality

My first taste of steamy hot beastiality took place at the home of archaeologist Ann Cyphers on the very site where humans first tasted steamy hot chocolate. I probably need to explain that statement. Near Texistepec, Veracruz, Mexico lie the ruins of the first city in the Americas, where Olmec shamanic leaders drank cocoa then smashed their cups to dedicate the settlement. That party made history.