If you want to understand how tragically unjust a society Mexico is,
you need look no further than these two articles in the New York Times: one on Saturday on the front page and one in the Real Estate section on Sunday.

The Saturday article is about immigration, in particular, the horribly grim story of Felicitas Martínez Barradas:

"I can't breathe," Felicitas Martínez Barradas gasped to her cousin as they stumbled across the border in 100-degree heat. "The sun is killing me."
 

They had been walking for a day and a half through the Sonoran Desert in southern Arizona, the purgatory that countless illegal immigrants pass through on their way from Mexico to the United States. 

Ms. Martínez was 29 and not fit. A smuggler handed her a can of carbonated energy drink and caffeine pills. But she only got sicker and passed out, said her cousin, Julio Díaz.

  There, near a mesquite tree a little over 10 miles from the border,Ms. Martínez died, her eyes open to the starry sky, her arms across her chest and Mr. Díaz, 17, at her side.
 

Gone was her dream of making enough money in the United States for a house for her four young children in Mexico.

Expect it to only get worse. What I find disturbing about our government's policy is the fact that the crackdown on illegal border crossings have been designed to drive potential illegal crossers to the inhospitable Sonoran Desert, ostensibly with an eye towards discouraging such crossings. In that regard it really doesn't appear to have worked in quite the way they expected:

The Border Patrol has reported a large drop in the number of illegal
immigrants apprehended at the border with Mexico this year, the consequence, the agency says, of additional agents and the presence of National Guard troops