American Indian team mascots hit home hard
A woman with a painted face and a faux Indian headdress hurried past.
In Club Macanudo, a cigar-store Indian statue held a football aloft in his right hand and a clutch of cigars in his left. A rancid, half-smoked stogie was jammed into the statue's open mouth.
There were sporadic chants of "Let's go, Redskins, let's go Redskins."
Any doubt that I was standing at ground zero of Native American Hell was dispelled when I saw what must be the largest and most blatant public display of a racial epithet anywhere in the world—the word REDSKINS painted in massive block letters across both end zones.