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Shame On You, Barrack Hussein Obama

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Dear
Mexican:
Barrack Hussein Obama, how you dare deprive Mexico of
its young, educated people. These illegal aliens in the U.S. are the
only hope for Mexico and you want to keep them here in the U.S.. They
could start businesses, create jobs, and improve the standard of
living for the people of Mexico. Yet you want to be selfish and
deprive Mexico of these talented youth. SHAME ON YOU!–Birther Babe




Dear
Gabacha: Wow, blaming Obama for Mexico’s woes? That’s a new one.
But your argument that undocumented youth belong in the country of
their birth so they can contribute to its well-being instead of los
Estados Unidos
is a Know Nothing trope as tired as a mariachi
playing “Guantanamera.” Obama’s recent decision to exempt many
undocumented youth from deportation is hardly perfect—it ain’t an
amnesty, it only covers some DREAMers, it still doesn’t address
what’s going to happen to the rest of the country’s
illegal-immigrant population, and it’s really just a ploy to ensure
Mexis don’t rise up against him and vote Alfred E. Neuman in the
fall presidential election—but at least Obama acknowledges that
these kids are Americans and deserve to stay in the country they know
as home. Besides, your logic is laughably off-base: ever think that
those undocumented kids know what’s best for them? Has it dawned on
you that they want to better their home country—the good ol’ U.S.
de A? Anyone who can’t see these simple facts is a pinche
puto pendejo baboso
and probably thinks Taco Bell is delicious.




Since
the anniversary of his killing is coming up, how about a look-back
piece on Ruben Salazar? I bet you a Canadian dollar a lot of the
younger
folks don’t know that part of their history, and I’d
like to read your take on Ruben.–Laid Off and Latino



Dear
Wab: “The younger folks”? Try most folks who aren’t Latino
reporters or Chicano Studies majors—and even they don’t get the
essence and importance of the martyr. Salazar was a reporter for the
Los Angeles Times who eventually made a name for himself as a
columnist writing on the burgeoning Chicano movement and was killed
by a Los Angeles County sheriff’s deputy tear-gas canister on
August 29, 1970 while Salazar covered a demonstration in East Los
Angeles against the Vietnam War. Chicano activists usually place him
on the same movimiento mantle as Zapata and Che Guevara, but
Salazar wasn’t a Chicano radical by any means—he enjoyed fine
dinners and bought a nice home in Orange County, which will probably
come as a surprise to most but not those who actually knew him. Most
importantly, Salazar considered himself a reporter, period, not the
mouthpiece for the Chicano movement. Check out Ruben Salazar,
Border Correspondent: Selected Writings, 1955-1970
, a great
collection edited by Mario T. Garcia, and you’ll see he was hardly
a fire-breather for La Causa and had his own skepticism about
where Chicanos were going. That didn’t stop him from caring about
the issue, though: Salazar was a muckraker who cared for justice for
all, and it just so happened that Chicanos at the time were being
screwed over royally. All reporters can learn from Salazar, but
everyone, Latino and not, can as well by following the mantra he
lived by: comfort the afflicted, and afflict the comfortable.



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