The U.S./Mexico border is such a mess these days, I’d have better luck getting close to the Anzalduas International Bridge, its underbelly, if I crossed the river illegally and then swam back across it. In the weird world we call “today,” that would be easier than trying to approach it by driving my pickup truck along the south levee that runs east to west. The Anzalduas Bridge is where thousands of so-called asylum seekers are gathered as they wait to be placed in one of the Border Patrol facilities. The last time I tried to drive close to it to take ...