Netflix’ ‘Interactive Narcos: México Experience’ open Nov. 15 in the heart of Manhattan, just in time for El Chapo trial!
As part of its ongoing marketing efforts to promote the Nov. 16 premiere of Narcos: México, Netflix thought it would be an awesome idea to set up a marihuana maze –and other narco-related experiences in the heart of Manhattan.
Among other things, the Narcos: México Interactive Experience features a pop-up marijuana maze and a series of “photo-friendly moments” that promise to transport fans into the world of drug dealing and –hopefully– get them to watch the new series.
Per a company press release:
Guests will be transported back to the 80s in Guadalajara – choosing to walk the path of the DEA or the cartel as they navigate a mirror-clad maze, wafting with the smell of cannabis. The Narcos: Mexico Experience features photo-friendly moments, dope swag and an eye opening experience of the historical occurrences reflected in the new series…and since no marijuana maze is complete without munchies, we’ve got churros, Mexican hot chocolate, and tequila to keep guests warm and in the Narcos: Mexico spirit.
And no, I’m not making this up. If you’re in New York City and have nothing better to do this weekend, you can actually go tour this thing for free. Oh and to make things even more exciting: El Chapo’s real life trial kicked off this week… in Brooklyn!
For more photos of the whole experience thing, CLICK HERE:
But while the super famous continue to post their condolences and share memories of their time with Lee, this garnacha stall in Mexico will remain this blogger’s favorite –and most unassuming– homage to Stan the Man.
Say what you will about Texas (and I say a lot of not-so-nice things) but Democratic congressman Beto O’Rourke not only has a reported 62 percent of the Latino vote in the Texas senate race (vs. Rafael “Ted” Cruz) but he’s like a fan of this blogger’s FAVORITE Mexican band ever. Yes, Los Tigres del Norte have endorsed Beto and Beto and Los Tigres are, like, BFFs now.
For the uninitiated, you can read this New Yorker profile of Los Tigres del Norte or simply click below. This is not the best video out there, but if you’re fortunate enough to understand Spanish, these lyrics are, like, WOW*…
Here’s my humble attempt to translate this song…
They already yelled at me a thousand times That I must return to my land Because there’s no room for me here Well, I want to remind the gringo
I did not cross the border The border crossed me America was born free It was men who divided it
They painted the line For me to jump and now they call me an invader It is a well-marked error They stole eight states from us, who is here the invader?
I am a foreigner in my land And I do not come to give them war I am a hard worker
And if history doesn’t lie Here he sat in the glory, the mighty nation Among brave warriors Indians from two continents, mixed with Spanish
And if we go to the centuries We are more American We are more American That the son of Anglo-Saxon
And if the story does not lie Here he sat in the glory, the mighty nation I entered brave warriors Indians from two continents, mixed with Spanish
And if it comes to centuries We are more American We are more American That the sons of Anglo-Saxons
From the always-popular section Mexicans: How can anyone not like us?comes the world’s cutest sign ever, spotted by a Reddit user somewhere in Mexico, home of some of the most surreal (i.e. wondrous stuff I’ve ever seen.)
Still not sure Mexico is, like, the funnest place on Earth? Check out some of the following links:
Mexico claimed their second win of the World Cup as they beat Korea on Saturday. Carlos Vela and Javier Hernández (aka Chicharito) put the goals that made an entire nation sing El Cielito Lindo in tandem. There were, of course, tons of Twitter reactions from my favorite tuiteros mexicanos. Here are some of my faves (though I’ll be updating this through the day.)
As the world preps for the biggest Latin party in the whole wide world (i.e. the World Cup) Mexican lingerie brand Vicky Form has come with an awesome idea to make us, ladies, enjoy the Cup like our HOMBRES!
But how? I’m glad you asked. I give you the world’s first ever vibrating panty, one that can be yours for only $999 pesitos and will vibrate to make you and your partner … come, I guess, during the entire tournament. Here’s the promise:
Until today women have not shared with their partners the passion with which they enjoy the soccer matches. That’s why we developed Feel the Game (Siente el Juego) the first smart panty that is synchronized with the games to transform the intensity of the plays in vibrations.
This blogger’s favorite Peruvian artist is back on the scene, this time with a video filmed in Iquitos, Peru cheering for Peru’s National Soccer team and –for the most part– thanking coach Ricardo Gareca for taking the team to a World Cup after so many years! (36 to be precise.)
Mind you, the lyrics of this thing are just as awesome as the visuals. Here’s a taste:
Peru, positive claws for all my boys
Thank you, Gareca, for taking us to the World Cup after all these years
Thank you, boys, we’re one voice
Let’s all yell together the goals of Peru, trah-lah-lah
… unlike racist New York lawyer Aaron Schlossberg, who once claimed to be “fluent in Spanish” but then went batshit crazy and threatened to call ICE on people speaking the language at his local deli.
Shame on you, Señor Schlossberg. You should learn from the fine lawyers of Spanish Harlem, who I’m sure are much more attuned to the sensibilities of a multicultural, multiethnic city –and the need for [true] bilingual professionals.
If you ever broke a piñata –and had to sing the accompanying song that goes with it, you’ll see how brilliant this is. Sign by Jessica Solt. Photos: Laura Martínez
Being Hispanic in the U.S. has become a sort of act of resistance for many of us. Not only because we have to deal with a president who launched his candidacy by calling Mexicans a bunch of rapists and criminals, but because that same presidency seems to be enabling all kinds of racist behavior towards “these people” (i.e. Latinos, Hispanics, Beaners or whatever you want to call “my people.”)
In one of the most recent of these episodes, a video went viral this week showing New York attorney Aaron Schlossberg verbally attacking deli employees for –wait for it– speaking Spanish. In Manhattan. At a deli. Imagine that!
In the video (which was first reported by Latino Rebels), we can see Schlossberg complaining aggressively to the deli’s management, saying “your staff is speaking Spanish to clients when they should be speaking English. Every person I listen to: he spoke it, he spoke it, she’s speaking it,” he says, pointing angrily at several people in the place.
The hero of the afternoon: The dude with the big Bluetooth speaker
Needless to say, Schlossberg’s tirade got Latinos very angry (and many reasonable non-Latinos, of course) but I’m happy to report that “my people” responded in the best way possible: By throwing him a Latin FIESTA right on his block, outside a posh apartment building on West 60th Street, in the heart of Manhattan.
The party, which took place on Friday, May 18, was organized by a group known as Millennials for Revolution on Facebook who invited people to show Schlossberg that speaking Spanish is not a crime and that “we will gladly educate you on our culture and language by throwing a big fiesta.”
And it was goooood!
It was only 5:30 pm but dozens of people were already gathered, listening to music, waving improvised signs and chanting things like Hablamos español! I don’t know exactly how, but I found myself joining the crowd dancing to some good ol’ Latin favorites: From Celia Cruz’ Quimbara, to Elvis Crespo’s Suavemente and –yes– several versions of Despacito. Ay!
Next time you go to a Starbucks and order a venti, tall, mocha, latte, foamy frapuccino (or whatever the hell it is they call a coffee over there) make sure to leave some room for … racism.
In the latest episode involving the coffee chain and a non-white person, a Latino customer says that when he received his drink, it came with the word BEANER written on it –even though he clearly told them his name was Pedro, which apparently is synonym of “Mexican.”
I’m not entirely sure why, but these type of “incidents” are happening more and more frequently in this melting pot we call America. Perhaps it’s just part of the whole process of making it GREAT AGAIN. 🤔
Tired of having Colombia being portrayed as a country plagued by drug violence and prostitution, two Colombian enterprises and the Medellín City Hall have joined forces to launch The Colombian Ambush, an online campaign aimed at showing the world the real Colombia, one that has given us many great things, including “Gabo,” one of the world’s greatest writers.
The campaign will live exclusively online and is being crafted by Dallas-based Dieste. A series of videos have been directed by Simón Brand and use the typical Colombian stereotype to fight … the Colombian stereotype.
InPatrón, for example, we are presented with a scene very similar to Season I of Narcos, the Netflix sensation about the bloody era of the Pablo Escobar years. But instead of witnessing an exchange of drugs –or weapons– we see men exchanging books… books by the great García Márquez.
Watch as a very unusual patrón scolds his men for not bringing La Hojarasca.
If everything else fails, Richard Carranza can always go back to serenading las muchachas. ¡Ajúa!
From the Archives of I Could Not Make This Thing Up if I Tried comes Richard Carranza, the recently appointed New York City Schools Chancellor, who took a very unsual approach when discussing his new job with Mr. De Blasio and wife: He serenaded them with mariachi song María Elena.
His background is plain awesome. Per the [failing] New York Times:
At Monday’s news conference, Mr. Carranza said he had been a mariachi musician since he was about 6 years old. When he wanted to stay up late with his father and his uncles, they said the only people staying up late were people playing instruments — so he learned to play the guitar. He later worked his way through college at the University of Arizona “gigging,” as he put it on Monday.
Now you know. If running our disastrous public school system turns out to be too much for this fellow Mexican, he can always go back to serenading las muchachas. ¡Ajúa!
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