Mexico City: What Happened?

Alright, let's talk about Mexico City's missing stars. Seriously, missing stars? Is this some kind of cosmic joke?

Light Pollution: More Than Just an Eyesore

So, apparently, you can't see the stars in Mexico City because... wait for it... there are too many lights. Light pollution, they call it. As if we didn't have enough pollution to worry about. It's like drowning in a sea of artificial brightness. The astronomer guy, López-Cruz, says it's because we're afraid of the dark. Give me a break. We're afraid of the bills from all those lights!

He draws an analogy with the sun, saying the Sun's intensity makes it impossible to see the stars during the day. Okay, fair enough. But the sun is, you know, the sun. We kinda need that. Billboards and corporate buildings? Not so much.

And this isn't just some aesthetic problem, oh no. It's a political issue, too. Ofcourse it is. Congress approved some initiative to "restore natural darkness." As if they can just flip a switch and bring back the cosmos. Politicians meddling with astronomy... what could go wrong?

The Mission: From Stars to Steaks?

Then there's this whole other thing about a steakhouse opening in Coral Gables, Florida, with "Mexico City flavor." What? How does that even compute? Are they serving steaks under a giant lightbulb to simulate the Mexico City experience? Luxurious Steakhouse Opens in Coral Gables with Mexico City Flavor

The owners are all excited about creating a "welcoming space where people can enjoy great food." Yeah, well, maybe they should focus on creating a space where people can actually see the stars. Or, I don't know, maybe that's just me.

And this chef, formerly of Prime 112, is whipping up "steakhouse classics alongside seafood and Latin-inspired dishes." Ribeye chicharrón with guacamole? Marrow-kissed scallops? It sounds like a culinary Frankenstein monster. A delicious one, maybe, but still...

Meanwhile, Elder Workman is off serving missions and getting called to the Second Quorum of the Seventy. Good for him, I guess. But what does any of this have to do with the missing stars? Am I missing something here?

He was about to get married, but then stake President Jack R. Prince "put his head right into the car, right next to my nose. He didn’t say hello. He just said one thing: ‘I’ve been inspired to ask you one more time to go on a mission.’ ” Can you imagine that? Some random dude sticking his head in your car and demanding you change your life.

His fiancee, Kaye, apparently said, "I will support you, and I’ll be here when you get back.” Damn. That's some serious dedication. I wonder if she ever regretted that decision.

Is Anyone Even Looking Up Anymore?

So, back to the stars. López-Cruz laments that we belong to a generation that hasn't seen the Milky Way. And he's probably right. We're too busy staring at our phones, bathed in the glow of a million screens. Why bother looking up when you can just scroll through Instagram?

But is it really that big of a deal? I mean, the stars are still there, right? We just can't see them. It's like... knowing that somewhere out there, there's still hope, even when everything around you is dark. Or maybe I'm just being overly sentimental.

The Great Cosmic Cover-Up

Maybe the missing stars are a metaphor for something else. A metaphor for lost dreams, for forgotten passions, for the things we sacrifice in the name of progress. Or maybe it's just a bunch of lights. Who knows?

So, We're All Just Blinded by the Light?