As y’all probably know by now, on June 24, 2022, the not-so-Supreme Court of the United States decided to overturn Roe v. Wade, effectively ending the constitutional right to an abortion after almost 50 years.
This – obviously – sucks for millions of American women, especially those in 13 states where abortion has immediately (or will very soon) become illegal following the ruling.
One of such states is Texas, which will soon initiate a so-called “trigger law” that will make performing abortion a felony.
Wanna know how bad this is? Under Texas’ law, an abortion provider could face life in prison –yup, LIFE IN PRISON – and fines up to $100,000 if they perform abortions or help facilitate one. The same goes in other nutcase states, including Idaho, North Dakota, Utah, Wyoming, South Dakota, Missouri, Kentucky, Tennessee, Oklahoma, Louisiana, Arkansas and Mississippi.
And all this brings me to the reason of this post (and the end of my ranting): A small, but thriving, safe heaven in Northern Mexico awesomely named La Abortería, where two women are determined to help Mexicans get access to safe, affordable, medically induced abortions.
The plot twist here, is that the founders of La Abortería are already bracing for an influx of Texan women seeking help –as we’re all assuming nobody wants to spend life in prison for not wanting a baby, right?
According to Bloomberg Law, while the Mexican abortion networks had helped one or two Texans a year, now they’re helping about five Texas women a week get medical abortions. Of course, I’m aware this great option is not open to all, and it requires people travel, leave their work, kids, etc. for a while to go get help in another country.
And this, my friends, is yet one more reason to be enraged. The end of Roe is not the end of abortion in America; it’s the end of safe abortions for the not-so-rich, Americans.
As if things were not already difficult for Hispanics living in America these days, local businesses are now trolling us with a supposedly funny t-shirt that takes a jab at Hispanics by questioning their legal status.
The above t-shirt –that takes a page from the popular Got Milk slogan–was spotted a few days ago in Ebony Mart, a popular shopping stop for Hispanics in Port Arthur, Texas, by local residents who found it outrageous –and definitely not funny.
As of this writing, the store owner had apologized and reportedly stopped selling said t-shirts, which I’m willing to bet are Made in either Mexico or El Salvador, two of America’s main exporters of cotton apparel. 🤷🏽♀️
A small brouhaha erupted this week on Twitter after @LeChanclé posted this image (left) and tagged the North Texas Municipal Water District (NTWD) with the following message:
“With so many Spanish speaking people in Texas, the @ntmwd thinks it’s better to google translate their campaign than hiring someone to do the job. This ad makes no sense in Spanish.”
And he’s right. The text MAKES NO SENSE whatsoever, but to make matters worse, the agency quickly responded by saying the message had been translated from English by an advertising agency and that, well, “translations into other languages are never exact.”
Really NTMWD? One thing is to take some liberties to help the message get across but Agua Tejano? Mantenerlo en el grifo? I’m not even going to go into the whole “agua is feminine” and all that, but get your act together. Fire your agency or something and help us save water –and a good human translator!
Some company in Texas wants you to celebrate the holidays with the ultimate Latin-inspired treat: Cinnamon crisp “mini-buñuelos,” which are not only cooked in 100% avocado oil, but are also paleo, vegan and gluten free… Just like the ones my abuela used to make! –NOT.
I’m not going to lie: These days –after many, many years living on this side of the border– I’ve become increasingly uneasy about doing things that I normally would do in public: Speak Spanish, wear hoop earrings, say outloud I’m Mexican a mucha honra, etc. etc.
According to multiple press reports, Eric Lin, a Maryland native, sent a bunch of threatening messages on Facebook professing his nazi beliefs, and vowing to exterminate the entire “Latin Race” [sic] which he also referred to as “rabid dogs.”
Former Texas congressman Robert “Beto” O’Rourke this week officially launched his presidential campaign Website but despite touting the slogan Beto for America that he uses for his English-language page, he decided to go for a combination of Beto para Estados Unidos and Beto para todos (Beto for Everyone) in the Spanish-language one.
And the reason for this, my friends, is simple: As I’ve been saying, like, forever, America, my friends, is not a country –at least not when you speak Spanish.
Another day, another drunken, monolingual moron in America feels threatened by people speaking Spanish around them.
In the latest episode of an increasingly common occurence, a man in El Paso, Texas claiming to be a war veteran goes off on a local woman for speaking Spanish to… her mom.
“This is America… We speak English here! Why don’t you speak English?” says the man, who according to local media, is a war veteran from Wisconsin.
I’m sure the incident was very upsetting for the women, but the exchange quickly turns quite hilarious as the woman’s mother starts yelling back at the man… not in English or Spanish, but in Spanglish.
“Como vas a estar tomando beer in the morning? Puto!”
The whole exchange is a bit ridiculous (and innecessarily long, if you asked me) but watch it below if you’re so inclined… SIGH.
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
If you are not Hispanic or –like me– are not a fan of rap, chances are you have never heard of Chingo Bling, but he has a new single out and it has the best title ever. They Can’t Deport Us All features a comedic take on the always exciting Migra vs. Mexicans action at the border. (According to several press reports, there are people who were not pleased by the name of this album, but what are you going to do?)
The lyrics are also funny –and racy– as hell. Take a listen and remember: They Can’t Deport Us All.
Who cares if switching to Geico can save you 15 percent or more on car insurance?
If I were to have a car — or live in Texas — (both very unlikely scenarios) I’d totally call Jim Adler, aka El Martillo Tejano, who promises to protect my people (i.e. The Hispanics) from sleazy insurance companies and give us the most compensation possible in case of a car accident.
Watch Adler inform us about his services in the best Gringo-Spanish I’ve heard in a while.
A 34-year-old Mexican-American dude who brands himself “The Undeportable One” is such a fan of you-know-who that he decided to change his surname to… Trump. The move, mind you, was approved by a judge.
According to The Daily Mail:
“Heavily tattooed Ernesto Baeza Acosta filed a petition to change his name to Ernesto Trump, and called on the President to invite him to the White House.”
Apparently this dude is also into making videos (see one below) and in a recent one you can see him proudly saying:
“You can call me the undeportable one, you can call me the President’s son or you can call me Ernesto Trump.”
Oh, and just in case you were wondering: All this happened in — where else? — TEXAS!
Anyhow, I’m like super busy but must keep laughing…..