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By Long Tongue
In Azcapotzalco Transparency commissions are no longer needed: scandals record themselves. This time it was the turn of Cesar Olivaresdirector of Public Space and Government, who decided to turn the chintolola streets into his personal canteen. The man was driving so drunk that he could barely stand. Literally: I couldn’t even walk. And yes, just as you read it, he had a minor with him, because apparently irresponsibility also comes in a “family” mode.
Olivares Not only did he make a fool of himself: he crashed into a taxi and they recorded it. A woman who recognized him recorded the entire scene, the same one in which the new official looked so disconnected from reality that he even ended up urinating. Yes, he peed on himself. A government director turned into a public spectacle, offering an involuntary demonstration of what it means to lose dignity at night.
The icing on the cake was his time in the AZC-4 territory, where the police in the sector treated him as if he were the heir to the Tepanec throne. And it is no coincidence: all of them are faithful operators of Nancy Nunezthe mayor who allows each administrative disaster as if impunity were part of the annual budget. But she is more worried about other things, like the 60’s lady’s hairstyle they gave her to give her report on the “first year I haven’t done anything.”
Because here what matters is saying it in all its letters: Cesar Olivares He is not only an official. He is one of the best friends of Nancy. Your star fundraiser. His protégé. His trusted boy.
And that’s why they took care of him, tucked him in and made him comfortable while he couldn’t even hold his gaze. Not even the 3 for 20 tacos receive so much courtesy in the early morning.
But Nancy is trapped. Because a drunk officialwith a minor inside the car, crashing, pissing on and recorded… that is no longer political defense: it is a gift to the opposition and a direct missile to its own credibility. It’s not a mistake: it’s a complete gift-wrapped scandal.
The question is not whether you should run it.
The question is what are you waiting for? Nancy Nunez to do it. Because if you hold it one more minute, then it becomes clear that in Azcapotzalco Public space is given in exchange for loyalties, security is negotiated between friends and the mayor’s office is run like a private club where shame is optional.
It’s not even about what Olivares those.
It’s about what Nancy stop doing
And if she doesn’t fire him today, it will be she—not him—who will have to explain why in Tepanec lands a drunken official, with a minor, shocked and pissed still deserves an office, salary and extortion money.