The pro-bloggers closest to me know that I have been down lately. I'm saddened by all of the atrocities in the border states. The murder of 14 year old Sergio was a blow. He was such a young boy, close to the same age as my oldest grandson. For a young boy to be shot in the head by a BP was both shocking and sad. Then, the death of a young man in California by the BP with a taser was another sad event. To top it off, the ANTI crowd grouping in AZ at the Phoenix Rising rally where Barbara Coe hollered at the top of her lungs to "Lock and Load" and the next day, two innocent Latinos were brutally murdered in the desert; meanwhile Sheriff Babeu refuses to provide the public the 911 tape. The ANTI crowd is rearing its ugly head with rhetoric blaming all of the "illeegals" for the murder of Robert Krentz when the police say they have no suspect; and also blaming all "illeegals" for the (fake) shooting of deputy louie puroll, all with no suspects and no evidence. Meanwhile sb1070 appears ready for enactment and the state legislatures are complaining about not having enough private prisons to hold all of the Latinos that will be imprisoned with sb1070 so they are planning on setting up tent city prisons (in 120 degree summer heat) ala Arpaio's tent cities.
On top of all of this depressing news, it has become clear that CIR will not be passed this year. President Obama and the Democratic Congress does not have the support nor the (ok I'm going to say it) the cajones to pass the bill this year. Instead, they are caving in to all to the racist group FAIR's white nationalist rhetoric and are taking up the restrictionist stance of more ICE raids and detention centers.
All so depressing.
As usual, when I get in these type of moods, my husband and I talked. With no solution in sight, we decided to go out to dinner in a new place in the Latino section of town; some people would call it the "illegal" section of town. The place was crowded; full of brown people. The juke box was blaring with Mexican music. The crowd was very young. Most people were in their 20's. They had a bar on the far side of the restaurant. The young people were moving rhythmically to the beat, beat, beat of the music. Everyone was having fun. This is the first time we went to this restaurant. It was a Mexican Seafood place. My husband studied the menu and decided what he wanted for dinner. I did too. There was one other "white guy" in the restaurant. He was eating dinner too. It was obvious he was enjoying himself and listening to the music. We later found out he was the beer delivery guy who stayed for dinner.
Everyone spoke English and Spanish but their English was heavily accented.
My husband and I both enjoyed our dinner. The food was delicious and fresh. The hot sauce was extra spicy.
As we were leaving, I realized I wasn't depressed about the future anymore. I realized at dinner, these wonderful, hard working people were not paying attention to the media or the very nasty negative commenters on the internet. They weren't worried about sb1070. They weren't worried about Russell Pearce, Sheriff Arpaio or FAIR's Kris Kobach. They were young, hard working and making America a better place. I knew most of them were legal citizens, probably many the ANTIs term "anchor babies." I also knew some of them were "illeeegals." It was clear they all had just gotten off from work and were having fun at the bar/restaurant and enjoying the music. I realized, this was tomorrow, not yesterday. Despite all the rhetoric, nativism, restrictionism and white nationalism, these hard working people weren't going anywhere. This was their country, my country, our country. There isn't going to be a Mass Deportation. The census bureau is right. We are a thriving, growing, multi cultural America and we will continue to be so. Regardless of all the hateful talk and plans being made by the white supremists who support sb1070 and other similar restrictionist laws and their wish for Mass Deportation; Regardless of all the angst the PRO CIR advocates suffer if CIR isn't passed this year; it makes no difference. Being in that restaurant this afternoon helped me realize. Our country's move to a thriving multi cultural society is like a freight train. It is inevitable and our own young people are going to make sure it happens. No Hate Bill is going to stop it!