That Little Mexican Boy:
Born and raised in Texas, I’m allowed to pass judgements. Drifting further and further south, in Texas, I’ve become more aware of the cultural divides that make up our great state.
The hue and cry when a country singer was rained out, and the stand-in was a little Mexican boy, who sang, in perfect pitch (and perfect English), the national anthem. I watched the other evening, as he did it a second time. I couldn’t be bothered other than it was a local news note, that social media was blowing up with detractors and haters, with some frankly racist remarks. I didn’t bother looking it up.
He’s local, born and raised in this country, and his attire, while “mariachi” in style, is pure Texas.
On the south side of the Bexar County Courthouse, there’s a historical marker that points out this is the oldest municipality in North America, and has served under nine different governments.
We’re still here, and the lad in the outfit? He’s an American. Citizen. This is part of our culture.
Texas was, at one time, a Mexican state. The culture is part of the fabric of what makes America.
From iTunes
As an update:
- Black Sabbath “13” now on iTunes
The Great and Powerful Oz now on iTunes
Monsters University now on the App Store
One more image:
From Wayne while in El Paso —
