Monday, September 26, 2011
Details will follow on the next post, but I'm off to Las Vegas for two days. First thing I thought of when I made the plans, I'm gonna take my friend, whose also a journalist, and we are gonna do Vegas right, ala Dr. Gonzo and Brown Buffalo. Ironically enough, I resemble the Acosta and my friend Thomson. I'm super excited since it's the first time I visit the city and I'm not passing it by on my way somewhere else.
Saturday, September 24, 2011
The days pass me by like rain drops. Everyday, there's a meeting or two to be in. An event to be in solidarity with or to demand something from someone. To stop something or to start. I'm starting to believe that I can predict the future, because every day is exactly the same. The same faces, same fist, same injustices and the same old bull shit. It's getting to be that the fire and passion that once conjured bellowing chants and unbridled passion are fading away. It's getting so that being an activist becomes a routine.
Thursday, September 15, 2011
It was an honer to be part of the first Dream Summer. I had an amazing experience, working 10 weeks on a camapign that connected the labor movement to the immigrants rights movement. I took a lot more away than I ever expected, and I'm looking forward to possibly doing it again next year.
Wednesday, September 07, 2011
One of my life's dreams has always been to be on the "Real World." That dumb MTV reality show that puts the most dramatic, emotionally unstable, horny, binge drinking people on tv for everyone to watch them crash and burn. American can't help but to rubber neck when they pass by a horrible accident. I would totally be a perfect fit for that show, except all my crazy swearing and yelling would be in Spanish and thus, subtitled. I don't think the real world is taking in undocumented folks, yet, so the next best thing I have to get that kind attention is this here blog, but things have taken a turn for the better I tell ya what.