At 15 Jared received a proposal for a gay threesome. The offer was made by a man who spent 60 years he and his friend Rey Hernandez.
The sexagenarian was bald, fat, white complexion and thin beard. He looked attentive and smiling for several minutes while he sipped coffee with another equally old man.
It was not a gringo or Canadian pedophile as the elderly tan orange lurking area for children, but a neighborhood of Teconche acapulqueño located behind the Zocalo; infamous for sordid sexual exploitation of children crawling inside your rectangle unpunished copado trees and dotted with craft stalls that sell ceramic jars shaped tits and huge penises dripping sperm.
In 1996 Jared was a freshman in high school and was common among students go to "slot machines" the Zocalo when classes were suspended.
Young people crowded in "The Space", a local game full of teens not reached the age of majority. It was the splendid Acapulco, Acapulco ICFI; hordes of springbreakers and city buses, preferred by Jared and Rey Hernandez, with Molotov, Jaguares Law and blaring flying over the Costera Miguel Aleman. That morning the two friends stood outside the Space for girls and see if they would be lucky with some flirting.
But both noticed the insistent way in which the fat and sweaty viejillo watched. They sat facing one of the most luxuriant trees Zocalo, when the man approached them. "Good morning, guys! You guys come much to Space?" His tone was friendly and polite. Rene said his name and have a video game at home who put immediately available. But the conversation was taking another look.... "You look very handsome I would like to invite you for a drink or a soda in my house there can play for a while I have a Nintendo I'm going to speak honestly, I would like to make a threesome with you. I really like. "
Jared felt her blood stopped. The words of his father thundered as alarms in your mind: "I do not want you to go pint because you can pass something, and one even considered." Both teens rose scared and went to take refuge to Space. Yet the old man asked them "do not take this the wrong way, " but the boys left him with the words in his mouth. Once inside the Space they talked to other friends about what happened and ended up being victims of them jokes: "You walk in mayates, you bastards!" From that moment Jared and Rey Hernandez did not return to the Zocalo, but some of his friends do, and ended up messing with Canadians who came in groups of three to four men.
Two decades after being sexually harassed, Jared runs along the Costera Miguel Aleman aboard his cruiser and put in impeccable uniform traffic police. He graduated in law from the Autonomous University of Guerrero and uses hair almost monkfish sides; It is dark, chunky, clear words and kind eyes. Resignedly recognizes that there are new generations of children - an average of 2,000 according to the Regional Coalition Against Trafficking in Women and Girls in Latin America who are sexually exploited or prostitute themselves at will in Acapulco, where authorities have always seen the problem so permissive.
Account the officer where they lead to wash their patrols, a place called River Shrimp, there are many men 35 to 40 who were victims of pedophiles Canadians; "They did fell , " he says. "Why? Because they offered food, a little money and because they happy. They had no other income and it was his way to make some cash. The child sex trade in Acapulco has changed little and the children of the seawall are the most vulnerable , "she explains emphatically.
Now, with 35 years, Jared is responsible for nine hours a day of one of the eight sectors in which is divided Acapulco. 15 years ago he began his police career after brushed with the tips of his fingers his debut as a professional footballer with the Atlas team that took him to his quarry in Guadalajara after watching him play in the fields of cruise Acayaco, beyond the road it's going to Puerto Marqués. Jared remembers with emotion and sadness: "I was one year back in Guadalajara, but not my debut for wool What (me) gives more courage is that others came with godparents juniors with money and those did stay were the days.. of Erubey Cabuto, my idol as a goalkeeper. "
Thanks to his footballing adventure he met a person who helped him enter the traffic police. Jared was one year to complete his law degree when his girlfriend broke the news that he would soon be a father. I had to leave the office where it was practical professionals, and joined the police academy. For three and a half months and the young intern lawyer he received training that combined with the university: "I entered social at five in the afternoon and asked for permission the first two hours, so out I went to school to finish my last three classes. When I finished school, in college I got a chance to replenish materials I lost. I was assessed with tests and passed. I finished with my wife degree. She is also a lawyer. together we finished the race and we became parents " . Together, Jared and his family have lived the decline of Acapulco.
Acapulco is among the five most dangerous cities in the world. From 2013 to 2014 the port was placed in third place just below San Pedro Sula, Honduras and Caracas, Venezuela. It has a chilling rate of 54.5 homicides per 100,000 inhabitants, resulting in at least three daily killings of 2011-2015; period fraught with showdowns and shootouts in broad daylight.
Jared remembers the turning point in this coastal municipality of 810.699 inhabitants. On January 27, 2006 four gunmen of the Sinaloa Cartel were killed after a confrontation with local police in Colonia La Garita. "I had just gone through (Avenue) Farallon. He had 10 minutes had gone to deliver my unit. Reaching the delegation radio began to say not to leave there because there was a very strong shooting". Hell was coming to Acapulqueños.
Three months after the confrontation, on April 20, the heads of two police officers who had participated in the shooting were nailed to the gate of the Secretariat for Administration and Finance, whose office is precisely the Garita colony. One of those heads belonged to the commander of the Lightning Group of the Department of Protection and Roads, Mario Núñez Magaña.
On 30 June the same year, two other heads were deposited in the wall of the same government office. Since then it has not stopped the massacres.
Despite the danger posed wear a uniform -the sea- police in Acapulco, neither Jared nor its transit 400 fellow agents carry firearms. Since April 2014 the administration of former Gov. Angel Aguirre Rivero ordered the army to remove the weapons. For veteran police this means you exercise caution: "For some reason the government believes it is better that we are not armed So therefore nothing beware If we see armed people as nothing but be aware because what we can do..? I'm going to throw the radius anything else. "
Death in Acapulco is common thing and Jared ensures that no family in the free port of mourning. That no friends or acquaintances who have not experienced death, violence, lack of a loved one. In the bestial Acapulco no age and children are the most vulnerable. Jared account:
"A classmate of my son with whom they had a little boy all smiling eight years at the time, sent him his mother tortillas and did not return. The next day he left the mother all the child 's body dismembered outside the door of his apartment. they are many things that happen and do not come to light. I think people who have problems, and as a pretext the drug. for example, I'm mad at you, I'll kill you and I I know that the authorities do nothing. who will you blame? When narco ".
Jared has also felt the deep pain in the body the day he was bearer of bad news after recognizing the faces smashed with sticks from a cousin and his friend, both partners in a business and moving freight. The young men had disappeared one night before and did not find them . After hours of searching in hospitals, Jared ended in SEMEFO. The doctor in charge told him that he had arrived two bodies and showed him photographs of people disfigured and blown to death. Jared did not recognize right away, until one of the photos could see something of the face of his friend Abel, partner school. He asked go to the morgue and had no doubts:
"They killed them with pure beaten on the head with sticks. The found below the town of 30. It's about 20 minutes from here. The found tied hand and foot. Imagine bringing the news to the family. When I got my home, I talked to my aunt and then I also came crying. That was because ... it is family. my aunt wanted to kill, they wanted to throw the stairs, desperate for his son. it was a very cruel experience, only by steal the truck. "
His sadness is spread when he recalls the time prepared the bodies at the funeral home: "I touched my head to my cousin here (above the right temple), and I plunged my finger up here (angle of the jaw). they left the skull like turtle egg my cousin left him bloated, fat,. he was thin, bearded and you had 23 years. ".
Jared and his wife, respect for her family canceled plans religious wedding held in a couple of months. Seven years have passed and marriage has not touched the subject. And it is that living in Acapulco means having constant reminders of the fragility of a peace increasingly absent, undermined by a war that kills broad daylight a few meters from gendarmes and soldiers as having "shielded" port.
There is fear. Jared does not hide it . They have killed many of his peers and says he can not put his hands to fire anyone: "I do not hang anything I of my work to my house and as I tell my son, even if we eat beans, but are honest beans. . I will never go anywhere attitude, you're going to think I'm doing something wrong. whenever I repeat, always I say. If I get to spend some will be bad luck, but never because I walk into something bad. "
The proposals of the road narco cops are many. Jared has received them . He says he has come to say "Look, I work for so and so. Would not you like venirte to here, nothing to report ...". But the lawyer / police have other priorities: "I tell them , " Look brother or me touch the subject. I'm rich eating my beans. I'm not interested. I want to leave at six, seven, play my football, back to my family and be at peace. "
It cares, cares even their friends because "you never know what people are stuck". Jared claims to have met good friends who never were related to drug trafficking, and were killed by being with people and at the wrong time. "Eight fellow raised in Puerto Marques;.. Appeared the next day mangled next to Sams Club Los left in two trucks That hits you because you're in a corporation and ugly feel because they are companions with whom you lived, you cotorreado , you played football. Of those eight, I took me two very good and I can tell you , they did not walk in anything. "
In Acapulqueños as Jared he has risen another kind of consciousness, typical of people who have lived for years in an armed conflict. Do not go out at night, they do not talk to anyone, measure time transfer from one place to another because if the day is dangerous at night death are empowered with groups of gunmen leaving safe houses with goat horns and AR-15 rifles, to kill each other.
From this and other hells that exist in Acapulco Jared protects your family. Is its center, its strength to work from Monday to Sunday. Weekends working as an orderly in a hospital an hour and a half from the port. Do not leave your child alone and takes him to his workouts with the same discipline with wearing it to school. "School and sports, Gallardo, no other". Jared knows that peace that has managed to keep his family, including the third most violent city in the world, it requires discipline:
"There are many people who are driven by money, because it gives them a car and a gun. What do I get? Jeopardize my family for stupid? Not worth it. For make a few bucks more, no, not worth it. I want to see my family and my children grow up where I can help them in their growth.
One day a week the entire family gathers and Jared recharge energies: "We are more united Thursdays usually I bring meat home to my mother, a meal so that we all get together, family juevecito, or so we are.. more united ... that I be thinking pure problematic, reading the newspaper, now how many dead? now 10, now 8, 15. now I say, yes, this puny, but we have to continue living. "
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