Our Goal Should Be To Achieve Joy

I Was Just, Like, Not At All The Office Type; I Was The Artist Type.

Mexico. Melancholy, Profoundly Right And Wrong, It Embraces As It Strangulates.

I Had Serious Reservations About Putting My Son In The Public Schools In My Area. I Have A Tremendous Amount Of Fear For The Future Of My Boy. He's Nine-and- A-half And Dark-skinned. By The Time He's 12 Or 13, Who Knows Who He's Going To Be Identifying With In These Days When You Get Shot Down For Wearing Expensive Nikes To School...i've Heard That If A Latino Makes It To 19 Years Of Age, He Has A Good Chance Of Surviving Into Adulthood. Up Until Then, You Don't Know.

Hispanic Gives Us All One Ultimate Paternal Cultural Progenitor: Spain. The Diverse Cultures Already On The American Shores When The Europeans Arrived, As Well As Those Introduced Because Of The African Slave Trade, Are Completely Obliterated By The Term. Hispanic Is Nothing More Than A Concession Made By The U. S. Legislature When They Saw They Couldn't Get Rid Of Us. If We Won't Go Away, Why Not At Least Europeanize Us, Make Us Presentable Guests At The Dinner Table, Take Away Our Feathers And Rattles And Civilize Us Once And For All.

Once Innocence--an All Too-brief State Of Being, If Such A One Exists--encounters Experience, It Is Transformed. If That Transformation Is Understood, It Becomes Knowledge. And If That Knowledge Is Employed, Then It Becomes Wisdom.