Remember when you were a kid and went into the woods.

You always picked up a large stick.

You didn’t need help walking but used it to hit things like leaves.

It was also to protect yourself against Bears and Tigers and Lions.

I don’t think there are Bears and Tigers and Lions in San Miguel and this man seems to be walking alright.

Guess the stick is just another way to be in a Gang

Or is it that Teddy Roosevelt thing “Speak softly and carry a big stick”.

Oh dear, I feel another political discussion coming on.