Imprisoned

Lemonade. I watched as the priest made an empty, false claim, and sprinted down the street. I saw the Red Shirts catch him and hand him over to be thrown in jail. But throughout all of the chaos, no one noticed his true identity! Luck was with the whiskey priest once again.

In jail, the priest again spoke in his educated, insightful manner, and gave up his identity to the inmates. None seemed interested in his bounty, but rather in his story. Prisoners valued a new friend over seven hundred pesos? I found that quite odd. Also, the priest is constantly trying to escape his fate of being discovered, but almost welcomes the thought of giving himself up and dying! He has wavered between fear and regret all throughout his journey, and is never decisive in his actions.

Does the priest truly want to be discovered, so the hostages and others suffering due to his continued existence would have peace? Or does he still have the fight in him to escape once more? The priest is getting harder and harder to read. He second-guesses everything that he does! To only know what goes on inside his head...

Backstabbers

As I continue to follow the story of the so-called "whiskey priest", I observed an interesting encounter between the priest and and half-caste. Eventually, the priest's identity becomes known, after he relinquishes the fact to his companion, although his commentary and behavior had already made the half-caste suspect this. As the two continue on with each other, they attempt to act kindly and pleasantly, but in the end it comes down to the half-caste wanting to capture the priest for the bounty, and the priest wanting to rid himself of the delusional hindrance alongside him.

The half-caste and the priest are separated when the priest sends the mule and the ill half-caste down the path towards Carmen, while he continues in a different direction. The half-caste is enraged by this act, but was too weak to pursue the priest. I caught up with the half-caste when he entered Carmen. Still somewhat delusional due to his illness, the man started spouting off furious accusations towards the priest.

"I'll tell you what the bugger did! He threw me on his mule and sent me away- nothing I could do! I let seven hundred pesos slip though my hands!" He moaned and started mumbling nonsense to himself.

The priest exposed his devious side in his latest escape from discovery. He was kind to the half-caste up to a  point, but did what it took to rid himself of the danger. The priest only keeps others in mind until he endangers himself. How hypocritical.