The Earth Issues a Morning Reminder in Oaxaca
It seems that Mother Nature, in her infinite wisdom, decided that this Wednesday, August 20, the inhabitants of Río Grande, Oaxaca, did not need an alarm clock. At 5:46 in the morning, just when the deepest dreams happen, the National Seismological Service (SSN) reported a nice earthquake of magnitude 4.3. Because what better way to start the day than with a little existential shock?
The epicenter of this morning shock, because calling it an earthquake would be like calling a dip in the pool a “tsunami”, was located 17 kilometers northwest of Río Grande. At a depth of 27 kilometers, so that we do not think that it was a superficial and non-committal event. The coordinates, latitude 16.09 and longitude -97.56, are in case any adventurer wants to do seismic tourism and visit the exact point where the planet decided to stretch.
The Disappointing Balance of a Well-Educated Tremor
And here comes the most boring (or relieving, depending on your taste for drama) part: the civil protection authorities, those people who probably never sleep, did not report material damage or injured people. Come on, not a fallen vase, not a scare that requires more than a strong coffee to get over it. A real shame for lovers of chaos and catastrophic news.
Of course, as is protocol in these cases, rigorous monitoring is maintained in the area. We imagine a group of very serious officials watching screens that do nothing, hoping that the earth does not decide to launch a more bad-tempered replica. Because with earthquakes, as with cats, you never know if the first meow is the only one.
The population is recommended, for the umpteenth time in the history of this country that dances on tectonic plates, to follow official instructions and keep their civil protection protocols up to date. That is, know where the gas keys are, the emergency backpack and have a plan so that, in the event of something more serious, the panic is at least organized.
This geological event, although minor, serves as a perfect reminder that we live in an active and, at times, attention-seeking territory. It’s the geological equivalent of a knock on the door: “Hello? Are you there? I just wanted to remind you that I’m in control.” A slight earthquake that, fortunately, remained an anecdote and not in the book of tragedies.
So, while experts analyze the seismograms and the population returns to their routine, the lesson becomes clear: in Mexico, even the earth gets up early. And he does it without asking permission, but on this occasion, with uncharacteristic delicacy.
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