Do You Prefer Public or Private?

As a cancer patient, your choice would be private — modern, effective, efficient, and available without waiting.

Corruption is like cancer: it spreads aggressively, seeking to infect everything.

No institution remains untouched in a corrupt system. And just as cancer restricts the body’s ability to heal, corruption restricts access to public remedies. The Fiscalía presents endless scenarios to delay any advance, to discourage, to demotivate, hoping you will simply give up and bend down. What follows is frustration. Anger. Rage.

To channel those emotions, corruption itself creates Derechos Humanos commissions and Anti‑Corruption offices. Their names give you hope, because you have no other choice but to trust them — at least a little. Yet all they do is waste your time, fooling you into believing there might be progress. But in the end, there isn’t. There never was supposed to be.

Denuncia Ciudadana? Maybe they can help. Another waste of time. But how could you know beforehand? Impossible.

And what about a private lawyer you trust? Even there, the illusion persists. Your lawyer is part of the lawyers’ association — a state‑controlled institution that authorizes and regulates the profession. So even a private lawyer is only semi‑private, bound by the same system.

So the question grows sharper: is there actually anyone who is fully free to act against corruption without repercussion? 

Contact with Anti‑Corruption, 2023–2026


The Fiscalía Anti Corrupción was presented as the state of Querétaro’s latest invention to tackle corruption. A new building, a polished website — but access requires an appointment. Emails to FAnticorrupcion@ bounce back undeliverable, and they still bounce back today, April 2026.

The official contact is supposedly Benjamin Salazar, Director of Anti‑Corruption. We called his phone. A young woman answered, never giving her name or any detail. We asked to speak with Anti‑Corruption directly. Instead, she immediately pressed us to explain the nature of our inquiry. Her tone was rude, her language unlike anyone working in that area, and she behaved like a call‑center agent. Too young, too detached, and unwilling to help.

We wanted to arrange a meeting, looking for an opportunity to have a discreet and constructive conversation. She couldn’t help with the email problem either — she didn’t care. The conversation ended without any ground to establish trust.

In January 2024, a few months after that call, we submitted a denuncia ciudadana against Benjamin Salazar. We weren’t accusing him of wrongdoing, but explaining the situation that, as director, he should want to resolve. No progress followed. A complete freeze for two years.


The issue with the corrupt system



On April 20, 2026, at 10:36 a.m., we called again. The experience was identical. Same attitude, same refusal to engage. The email still bounced back.

Two years later, nothing has changed.

Governor of Illusions: Kuri’s World Stage Fantasy

Mauricio Kuri, governor of Querétaro, smiles politely through his career. Roads paved, speeches given, handshakes delivered. But behind the curtain, he dreams of bigger stages—secret meetings with CIA, BKA, MI7, KGB, FBI. Why settle for local politics when alphabet agencies await? 
So he improvises. A costume party: one friend dressed as a German BKA officer. They pose, they laugh, they post. Soon, Facebook proudly displays a photo of Kuri and Putin clinking tequila shots. A German flag bought at the tianguis becomes his diplomatic credential. He meets the German ambassador, convinced Berlin is only a handshake away. The BKA becomes his favorite. Thomas Wagner. Kuri announces “secret cyber security meetings” with Querétaro’s most elite unit. Photos multiply. Stories inflate. 
 
Critics whisper: maybe these meetings aren’t real. His heart nearly breaks. How dare they doubt? He issues an official press statement: Mauricio Kuri, Ivan Pérez, Thomas Wagner, Roberto Sosa—meeting the head of BKA in Mexico. Case closed. But illusions demand fuel. Soon he uploads photos with the FBI. Full body shots, full names, no ambiguity. He believes he has arrived on the world stage. Why stop there? 
He calls a U.S. company: “Take 5,000 hectares for free. Build your datacenter. I’m Kuri. I’m powerful. This is the present of your lifetime.” Then the phone rings. FBI. “Mr. Kuri, we admire your enthusiasm. Time to meet. We’ll fly you to the U.S., all expenses paid. We need your expertise for an international bribery case.” Finally, recognition. He agrees instantly. The FBI lands in Mexico. The arrest is described as the easiest in bureau history. No handcuffs, no struggle. Kuri waves happily as he boards the plane. A selfie with the pilot is his last upload. His account falls silent, abandoned for years. The governor who wanted the world stage found it—inside a courtroom, with applause replaced by charges.

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