Many years ago I went on a horse-pack trip which included my malamute. A friend of a friend brought his whateverthehellitwas. Small dog. A yapper.
After a hard morning's descent into the Upper Truckee River gorge and fishing for cutthroat trout we ended up at camp for lunch.
"Limbo" the malamute curled up outside my tent. I dozed off...
"YAP!"
"Aie-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi (fading off into the distance)"
The yapper startled the malamute. The yapper's owner said the malamute sprang up and "bit" the yapper. When the owner searched for the "thing" and brought it back to camp, it had not a mark on it. The malamute could have bit it in half.
Four of us were rolling in the pine needles helpless with laughter. This enraged the yapper's owner who packed up and departed. The piece-of-**** was running around in circles yap-yap-yap-yap-yap. Far off in the distance the yapping continued...then silence. Limbo, received his all-time favorite reward - a hunk of sharp cheddar cheese.
This is exactly the same mind-set that causes generator running friction among campers. And among people who comment about it.
Deal with the problem AS IT OCCURS. The kind of folks who run around like headless chickens demanding "Do this - don't do that" sometimes are worse than the thing they are supposedly trying to "fix".
There are fundamental differences between "Americans" and Mexicans. One example was pointed out to me by Gilberto some forty odd years ago...
"I want to explain something to you. If you are quiet, your neighbors will think you are sick - or dead"
