Glen Olives Thompson Opinion
Trump piñata hangs outside Ramírez' shop. Trump piñata hangs outside Ramírez' shop.

The Mexican piñata as political allegory

What would be the contents of a Donald Trump piñata?

Be wary of what spills out when you break open a Donald Trump piñata.

The traditional Mexican piñata ─ the ubiquitous symbol of fun at fiestas and birthday parties around the country ─ looks like a star with seven points representing the seven deadly sins: greed, gluttony, sloth, pride, envy, wrath and lust.

(Interestingly, El País’ Jan Martínez Ahrens wrote a blistering article, “Seven arguments to shut up the Donald,” as reported in the June 18 edition of Mexico News Daily. Can’t be a coincidence. But once again, digressions are a habit of mine.)

Breaking the piñata open, essentially killing the sin, brings the spilling of treasures such as candy and toys, delighting children everywhere.

It was only a matter of time before a Mexican came up with the idea of making a Trump piñata.

As Fox News Latino reported last week, Reynosa piñata artisan Dalton Avalos Ramírez is doing a brisk business making Trump piñatas, selling them for about US $40 apiece, with a recent order being placed for some 500.

Undoubtedly the popularity of the Trump piñata is due to The Donald’s entry into the Republican primary race for president in 2016 where, apparently channeling right-wing polemicist Ann Coulter, he called Mexicans “rapists” and promised (mark his word) that he would build a wall at the border and make Mexico pay for it.

Which raises an interesting question: What spills forth from the innards of a Trump piñata when it breaks open?

His brainless acolytes and hagiographers will say that the obvious answer is money, which makes sense because he surely inherited enough of it.

But I have another idea, based on what Christopher Hitchens said of the late Jerry Falwell upon his death (paraphrasing): if Falwell had been given an enema before he died, he could have been buried in a matchbox.

Let’s hope I’m wrong. It would spoil a lot of parties.

The traditional piñata song is:

Hit, hit, hit.

Don’t lose your aim,

Because if you lose, you lose the road.

This piñata has much manna, only contains oranges and sugar cane.

(It sounds much better in Spanish.)

Of course the Trump piñata warrants its own special song, owing to the importance of the man behind the effigy. I propose the following, but other suggestions are welcome:

 Hit, hit, hit.

And do it very quick,

If you don’t break it with the stick,

You’ll miss all the falling shit.

I’m no poet, and admittedly this is probably only appropriate for adult fiestas. But one gets the point.

I’m hoping an Ann Coulter piñata will soon follow.

Glen Olives Thompson is a professor of North American Law at La Salle University in Chihuahua, a specialist in law and public policy and a regular contributor to Mexico News Daily.  

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