SPECIAL MUJERES EDITION
Q. Dear Mexican: Why do so many Mexican women feel so jealous when other Mexican women achieve success? I have to deal with this all the time. Please explain.
–A Successful Mexican Woman
Dear Pocha: Because cishet patriarchy – DUH.
Q. How do I get over my consciousness about being seen as a “sell-out” for dating a white guy? I think if I was a receptionist, I’d feel less troubled, but I’m a professional and hate fitting into the stereotype of the successful Latina with the hyphenated last name. Is there anyway that a chola from East LA and a surfer from Malibu would not be seen as an odd couple?
– Loca Pero No Naca
Dear Crazy but Not Trashy: You’re not a sell-out for dating gabachos; you’re a vendida for thinking you’re better than others because you’re a “professional.” And a secretary isn’t? Maybe the Malibu crowd think you’re a maid, and may the Eastlos crowd think your surfer is some hipster douchebag.
Q. Why have you all kept Astrid Hadad such a secret? I just saw a show about her, and for God’s sakes! THIS woman really, really needs a bigger audience for her act. Does she ever come to El Norte? Could you ask? Please? She has a wit like a razor for EVERYONE. Pretty cool—if nothing else, get her name out as she is very cool.
– Galloping Gorda the Pavement Crusher
Dear Gabacha: Haddad is a c*ing*n*, but there’s a bunch of similarly subversive mujeres in Mexican music and performance art, from the days of Lola Beltrán and Gloria Trevi through the late, great Jenni Rivera and Rita Guerrero of Santa Sabina. There’s more to Mexican female art than Frida Kahlo, gentle c*br*n*s.
Q. My “Mexican” workmates get very excited to go see Latin bands. (I say “Mexican” because some have been here so long they don’t speak Spanish well). These people put salsa on the jukebox whenever they get a chance. They clamor for Mexi-music at holiday parties. They seem to wrap themselves in the Mexican flag. I’ve seen their record collections, and there’s a bunch of classic rock and reggae—but, if it has Latin flavor, then they’re all over it. They even start speaking with accents. We’re talking post-grad degrees, third or fourth-generation. Question: why can’t they motivate to see rock or reggae at free shows around town, but then get so easily excited about Latin bands?
–Bruja in HB
Dear Huntington Beach Witch: Because free rock or reggae shows tend to vale madre. But I really don’t get your question. So you’re mad that assimilated Mexican-Americans like Mexican music? Why aren’t you mad at Italian-Americans for worshipping at the altar of Dean Martin and Frank Sinatra? Or Southerners for wishing to see bluegrass remain as pure as a mountain spring in the Bluegrass? That’s right: because they’re not Mexican. To paraphrase the old “Annie Get Your Gun” song, “Anything You Can Do, I Can Do Better”: Anything Americans can do, Mexicans can’t because we’re just illegal alien savages to them. And they wonder why we planned the Reconquista…
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