– Apá, the earth is trembling.
– M’ijo, it’s only the raza making their voices heard.
– Con sus feet ’pá?
– It is an ancient custom de nuestra gente, we move with our feet. Aztlán is based on that and la pobre raza have always voted with their feet when it comes to México, we can’t help it. Most pueblos in the Southwest were to a minor or greater degree nomads as well.
– Pá, why is the mezcal bottle half empty?
– It’s Geronimo’s fault, he made me drink it.
– Pinche viejito.
– Más respeto escuincle cabrón.
– Ok. But people are clamoring at the offices for some kind of commentary on the immigration phenomenon that it is ripping wave after wave of commentary all over the blogsphere.
– Any wise word from your part?
– M’ijo, how many times have I told that you and Raza are not immigrants? How can you be a foreigner in your land?
– Right. Pero I can’t go on with those fairy tales of yours, I suppose I ought to make something up.
– Chamaco cabrón, am’onna hafta give the Oaxaca jug a hit before I can answer that. Mira, we are not criminals and we have never had any intentions to hurt what is already ours. The fight is on another plane, a visionary plateau were Manifest Destiny meets Aztlán. The right wing nuts wanna make it look like Mexicans want to take over but those are only terror tactics for Anglo fear consumption, not brown. What gringo folk don’t wanna understand is that most raza have more love for land that legislative argot. Gringo mentality is based on the word; what the consensus of a majority agree upon but raza retain a memory for the land, not documents. Remember Reies Tijerina? Yes you do, he was here last night, chingandose un tequila that his homie, Corky Gonzales brought to him not so long ago. When he tried to enforce the laws, western style, more cowboy than Marlboro and Broke Mountain …
– Pá, that was a gay movie …
– Chin! Really? Well, either way, did he do it for the belief that the institutions the gíüero built for gíüero and the gíüero only or for a love of land?
– A love of land.
– Así es m’ijo, we have fought many wars that the gringo leadership has called us upon to do, even when the righteous view of the gíüero boot stood in our necks, asphyxiating us, we have stood side by side the star spangled banner. Brrr, gives me the goosebumps just to think of it. Gotta love gringo land for other reasons than that.
– Are you saying that politicians have distorted the view, the vision, of a multicultural land for personal gain?
– Yes, am saying that. Ever heard of the Good, the Bad and the Ugly American? Well, it really ought to be gringo. Se tientan el corazón in a rather odd way. It is all about race m’ijo. We are now seeing the Ugly side of the gringo, these are dark times and as always, we stand and look. Will it change? It stands to see, I can only tell of the things of the past and not those to come.
– Then the trembling soil ought to bode good tidings pappa, nothing but good tidings ….
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