A word too far, they used the word Latinx. I refuse to be part of an organization that refers to Latinos as Latinx. I don’t even like to refer to myself as a Latino. Unfortunately, we have been so brainwashed that we now must use the labels that the gabacho community bestowed upon us.
While I prefer the word Chicano, if I most accurately refer to my Texas roots, then I am a Tejano. Our family has been in Texas since it was part of Spain. We were in South Texas before they invited the gabachos to settle there. After the Mexican-American War, we were still here. We stayed here even during the killings by the Texas Rangers. On my mother’s side, we were some of the original settlers in California and New Mexico.
I used to work with a person whose ancestors were from Poland; he would get livid when I called him an Anglo.
Why don’t we call all White Americans European-Americans?
Lately, I have been thinking about what exactly I have in common with most of the “Latinos.” There is not much. I don’t have that much in common with members of my own family, especially the younger siblings; there is a fifteen-year difference. What we all did have in common at one point was that we were treated as second-class citizens. I am being kind to the Gabacho, thinking that we are considered any kind of citizen.
Below is a short video of how we were treated. Driscoll was about 30 miles from where I was born and raised.
The second video is very educational if you want to devote an hour to learning about Mexican-American history.
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