What if? [NSFW pinche adult language, guey!]
The blog started in 2008 and hasn’t been updated since 2011, but it still makes us LOL.
(We stole just eight headlines from the original 23 entries for this Pocho Ocho list, so you’ll have to read this post and find the link at the end for the extensive original story.)
¡Mira! Pocho Ocho things educated Chicanos like, with links to POCHO examples:
(PNS reporting from EAST LOS ANGELES) In Nineteen Hundred and Ninety-Two, Morrissey sailed the ocean blue — seeking passage to a special show in Indio.
With a few wrong turns, Morrissey’s tour bus got lost on the freeway, and the British singer and former frontman of The Smiths ended up at a gas station in East Los Angeles.
And it was on this day in history that Morrissey made an awesome discovery: Chicanos.
“They were unlike anything I had ever seen before,” the singer told PNS in an exclusive pre-Hispanic Heritage Month interview. “My life has never been the same since! How can they look into our eyes, and still they don’t believe us?” [Mas…]
I consider myself Latina, close to my family’s Mexican culture; I’m bilingual and I’m happy with that identity. But, more often than not, it seems like everyone else is trying to corral me into some other identity, telling me that mine is not sufficient.
The neighborhood where I live (photos, above) is a perfect example.
It’s split in two: one part of it is gentrifying rapidly, and the other is filled with Mexican and many immigrant families. I where it’s more Mexican, which makes me — in all my professional hipster-ness — stand out sometimes, but people still speak to me in Spanish and often I just become part of the scenery. But then there are other times. [Mas…]