Thursday, March 30, 2006

Q-vo Mexican Pie (listening to Roger)

Sabes que ... the other day I was at the dentista ... I was in the wait room and they had the cooking channel on ... some vieja was on a pie tour ... and after every pie the pendeja sampled, she'd look at the camera coma mensa and say "just like mama's" .... BULLSHITT ... I thought ... pues, bullshit becuz ama's didn't make apple pies en sanTana, at least not in southwest sanTana ....

Chale ... the only pie we got was the pie in we stuck in certain caras ... simon ... en southwest sanTana we were called the poor folk ... the poor gente, etc, etc, etc ... simon writers and researchers always gave us the pinche POOR label ... and these were writers and researchers who probably rented near UC Irvine ...

I never understood the POOR label ... chale ... as a kid, I always worked the bars ... the Body Shop, Boat House, Frolic Inn ... mopping floors, killing bugs, haulng ice, washed vasos, etc, etc, etc ... I enjoyed it ... the chisme was hilarious and the booze was on the house ... so I always had nickels and dimes in my pockets and I'd always get boob shows ... more important, es que the "POOR KIDS" that everyone said filled sanTana, pues nosotros, pues all our parents owned homes ... simon ... all our gente were home owners ... simon ... we had a 1950's international style casita ... other friends lived on Orange or Maple in very large turn-of-the-pinche-century casitas and others lived in small pinche shacks .... but our parents were long-term home owners ... we didn't take vacations unless you counted Anaheim or Buena Park as a get away ... nor did we eat home baked pies ... we hated pie ... BUTT the beautiful raza women in our homes was what our ama's made .. they would always sew our baseball and football uniforms ... wash our jocks ... treat us to tamale y enchilada dinners ... and their amigas would wear little outfits to show off thier curves ... we were all ninos Chicanos who didn't care about the POOR label, didn't live the POOR vida nor the rich one, but we were considered POOR by administrators, officials, out-of-towners, gabachos, chinos, and other naive pendejos who wanted to believe it ... but now parents sit on properties worth over $500,000 ... some of our parents even own 2 or 3 properties ... and our parents' sangres have been on sanTana titles since the 60's even the 50's ...

We're not all POOR, pendejos ... our parents are humble and accumalated their income and wealth the only way one can do it ... through time ...

2 Comments:

At 6:09 PM, Blogger A. said...

Amen!!! I still marvel at all our parents were able to afford and acquire while we were growing up in SoCal in the 60s and 70s.

I'm sad to realize that I can never afford the lifestyle I took for granted as a kid here. Buy a small house and just live modestly. Is that dream gone?
-Adrienne

 
At 1:22 PM, Blogger Barrio Marlon Brando said...

pues ... perhaps it's time for some of us to relocate to another pinche continent ...

 

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