My statement to which the above is your response, was:
“I don’t see how anybody could understand Mexico at all without understanding Our Lady of Guadalupe. Has Hillary never even been curious about why Mexicans consider themselves “the race” (la raza). You can’t understand that without understanding the miracle. The two are inextricably intertwined, and you can’t understand a single thing about Mexico without knowing that.”
Without going into the details of it, it suggests to me a bit of a “tin ear” when it comes to the cultures of others. If one goes into any area where Mexicans or Mexican-Americans abound, about every third car has a “Guadalupana” on it somewhere, typically covering about a third of the rear window. Maybe half the Mexican stores have one in the window. Many, many, many is the Mexican home with one in the front yard. Not infrequently, one sees it tattooed on an arm.
Now, I’m probably not the most curious guy on earth, but when I first saw that absolutely overwhelming use of the image, I thought “Wonder why that’s so pervasive among Mexicans?” Compared to that, plastic grapes and Italian background music in Italian restaurants are an extreme rarity and green is virtually hidden on St. Patrick’s Day.
So, being a person of very ordinary intelligence and only mild curiosity, I neverthless looked it up. “Aha!”, I thought. “It stands for the very nature of what it means to be Mexican, and explains a lot!”
But Hillary wasn’t curious enough to inquire. “Just some Catholic thing, I guess.”