Jamul, California knew the risks and how best to deflect them. All it took was concentration and immediate action, the kind seagulls show when they spot unguarded food on a beach towel.
Each of six oilmen was escorted to a well-appointed casita. In each, a numbered Diego Rivera print hung above a rustic bookcase lined with the works of Octavio Paz, Carlos Fuentes, and other authors whose names none of the oilmen were familiar with.
Each was surprised to see his bag of clubs leaned against a massive pine armoire.
None knew if they would live to play another round.
Jamul, California knew the risks. The six oilmen weren’t so sure.
