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One October night I woke up in fear and saw a red devil standing at the end of the bed. I was thinking he didn’t come for me because I’d been a good and kind woman. Then, he came for my husband who is lazy and drinks a lot. Since I wasn’t pretty sure and didn’t want to make a mistake, I prayed the Virgin for protection. I grabbed my rosary, and then the devil disappeared in the darkness. I thank the Virgin.

The night of the Day of the Dead, a pair of skeletons asked me to give them a ride under the moonlight. Since I was half-drunk and needed money, I agreed. I thank the Virgin of the Rosary for they didn’t take me to their graves at the dawn.

Every time my colleagues and I went to sing serenades I used to pass a couple of tequilas to warm up my voice. But lately I was going out of hand with it to the extent of coming drunk and spoiling the serenades. I thank the Virgin of Zapopan because my colleagues gave me another opportunity, and I promised them to become an abstinent mariachi again.

Saturnino Fernandez
Zapopan, Jalisco

Amalia Lopez got drunk and that’s why she involuntarily let her aunt to fall from stairs in a wheelchair. She thanks Saint Martha because her aunt wasn’t killed although she kicked her out of the house.

Ismael Rodrigues got so drunk that he lost his shoes. When he was going back home he cut his foot badly and infected it. He was in grave condition. He thanks Saint Pancras for helping him to get cured.

Holy Virgin, thank you for saving me from my alcoholism.

Pedro Reyes, 21–Nov. 1999

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After a party, I called a bureaucrat lady to tell what I think about her. I called like 15 times, she didn’t respond. The next morning, I was frightened to look at my phone to check calls. Thanks to my Guardian angel, turned out I dialed my door code 15 times.

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Virgin of Guadalupe, I entrust my son to you. Look after him because he’s very drunk and fighty.

Tacubaya, Mexico

Cristobal Ramirez came home drunk and smelling of whores. His wife got pissed off and threw the working iron at him while he was in the bath. He thanks the Holy Child of Atocha for he survived and only stutters. And his wife is in jail.

Anselmo Barrientos was resting after the work in the field. He was drinking pulque when he saw the bony Death. Anselmo wasn’t a young man, but still he had no desire to die yet. He prayed the Lord of Blue Eye. The Lord scared the Death away, and it left Anselmo in peace.

I was very hurt because my boyfriend had cheated on me with another woman. So the other night, I went to drink at the bar. But I drank too much and totally lost my good sense. The next morning, I woke up in a motel room with a stranger. I thank Saint Elias for I didn’t get pregnant nor did I catch any sexually transmitted disease. I promise to be more responsible and not to do such stupid things anymore.

Ericka R.
Mérida, Yucatán

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Bonifacio Chavez was about to take a bath and went to turn the boiler up. But since he was a little bit drunk, he got distracted and the flame hit him in the face. He got his beard burned. He thank Saint Nicholas for not burning his eyes.

Virgin of Guadalupe, thank you for healing my husband Filimon from a horrible fever and diarrhea which he had after drinking too much for too long. He was dying and nothing seemed to help him. I entrusted him to you, and he’s recovered.

Dominga, December 21, 1934
Chimalistac, Mexico City