You could be a Cuban plotting to flee the island paradise tonight. You plan to row your small boat into open water and then full throttle the outboard motor, heading for Mexico. You choose Mexico because to go to Florida means almost certain capture and return to Cuba by the U.S. Coast Guard.
As you putt putt to Mexico with the bullets from the guns of Cuban police speed boats whizzing by you, you'll think: "I'll hitch rides going north in Mexico and follow Jose into Arizona."
But as you step out of your boat on the Mexican shore, you'll again hear the whizzing of bullets, this time from the guns of Mexican border guards. If the Cubans didn't shoot you in the back, the Mexicans might drill lead into your chest.
Why not stay at home in Havana? You have free health care, free university education, no one starves, nobody is homeless, and you might get elected to the prestigious "neighborhood watch" committee.
Better red than dead.
It's all so simple.
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