From “The Asylum Seekers: A Chronicle of Life, Death, and Community at the Border” by Cristina Rathbone
Another member of the leadership team, Homero, was already there when I arrived sitting cross-legged on a triple-folder blanket, and for a time the three of us tried, awkwardly, to settle beneath the nervousness we all felt. Corruption was not something people talked about, at least not above a whisper, because corruption was tethered to money, and money was tethered to violence, and violence, too often, was tethered to official and publicly sanctioned power and so to impunity – which cycled right back to corruption again and to the systems that had driven many of the people to the bridge in the first place.