Truth be told, we went to Oaxaca on a science/medical article lead.  It was just luck that we got to meet some, like holy art people.  Dr. Magdelena was like a holy person to how spent and down I was feeling.  The art helped us rejuvinate.

  Something, some "ingredient" (since the FDA had lost control of quality checking etc.) in some of the world's medicine supply was also being sold in "champagña".  This particular ingredient was turning peoples' innards into "glass", same effect.

  We were able to pilgrimage back to have some respite time from "essential worker" as I recall.  All along the way we talked with local people and doctors without borders people.

  We learned about stuff like chemicals coming down streams and saturating flood plains.  Older villagers wanted to know why so much change to the land.  One abuela dug up potatos that smelled like pot purri or sachet.  They had a lavender color.  Harder than potatos should be. 

  People came and went from the pilgrimage with news of the world.  Even as a sparse group of people with only ourselves as resources we were able to piece together many pieces of the puzzle.  Clearly entropy and apathy was taking a toll on all of us.  People reached out to orgs and governments with "missing links" of data and information.  Slowly but surely we turned some corners and came up with solution to many problems compelling some not to care and still others to wish it over, all of it.