A lot of people don’t like me for the very reason some people love me—I made it out of the ghetto,” she replies. “[My critics] are usually the people who didn’t grow up in the hood, who think that there should be no intermixing between Mexican and American ideas. But you know what? I’m tired of uppity people who try to sing banda and corridos. They don’t even know what it is being in the hood, what it is growing up poor. They don’t realize that that’s how my generation grew up. And my generation is the majority [of Latinos] in this country.
— Jenni Rivera
(Source: ocweekly.com)
You start dying slowly
if you do not travel,
if you do not read,
If you do not listen to the sounds of life,
If you do not appreciate yourself.
You start dying slowly
When you kill your self-esteem;
When you do not let others help you.
You start dying slowly
If you become a slave of your habits,
Walking everyday on the same paths…
If you do not change your routine,
If you do not wear different colours
Or you do not speak to those you don’t know.
You start dying slowly
If you avoid to feel passion
And their turbulent emotions;
Those which make your eyes glisten
And your heart beat fast.
You start dying slowly
If you do not change your life when you are not satisfied with your job, or with your love,
If you do not risk what is safe for the uncertain,
If you do not go after a dream,
If you do not allow yourself,
At least once in your lifetime,
To run away from sensible advice…
—Pablo Neruda (via noterajeschicanita)
(via noterajeschicanita)
Estos ovarios que me cargo…
Racism is like a Cadillac, they bring out a new model every year.
- Malcolm X
Nadastrom.
Gente analizando las palabras “pocho” y “naco” Uno dice “la gente de EEUU es mas Mexicana que la gente de Mexico por que cuando estas afuera de tu patria te amarras mas a tus raices.”
-Arlene Mejorado, una guerrillera de amor
“Did you hear? It is the sound of your world collapsing/it is our world coming back.” -Zapatista statement on December 21, 2012
on point.
COMUNICADO DEL COMITE CLANDESTINO REVOLUCIONARIO INDIGENA: Comandancia General del Ejercito Zapatista de Liberacion Nacional
EN NUESTROS PUEBLOS, LA TIERRA QUE ANTES ERA PARA ENGORDAR EL GANADO DE FINQUEROS Y TERRATENIENTES, AHORA ES PARA EL MAÍZ, EL FRIJOL Y LAS VERDURAS QUE ILUMINAN NUESTRAS MESAS.
NUESTROS NIÑOS Y NIÑAS VAN A UNA ESCUELA QUE LES ENSEÑA SU PROPIA HISTORIA, LA DE SU PATRIA Y LA DEL MUNDO, ASÍ COMO LAS CIENCIAS Y LAS TÉCNICAS NECESARIAS PARA ENGRANDECERSE SIN DEJAR DE SER INDÍGENAS.
LAS MUJERES INDÍGENAS ZAPATISTAS NO SON VENDIDAS COMO MERCANCÍAS.
LOS INDÍGENAS PRIÍSTAS VAN A NUESTROS HOSPITALES, CLÍNICAS Y LABORATORIOS PORQUE EN LOS DEL GOBIERNO NO HAY MEDICINAS, NI APARATOS, NI DOCTORES NI PERSONAL CALIFICADO.
NUESTRA CULTURA FLORECE, NO AISLADA SINO ENRIQUECIDA POR EL CONTACTO CON LAS CULTURAS DE OTROS PUEBLOS DE MÉXICO Y DEL MUNDO.
GOBERNAMOS Y NOS GOBERNAMOS NOSOTROS MISMOS, BUSCANDO SIEMPRE PRIMERO EL ACUERDO ANTES QUE LA CONFRONTACIÓN.
TODO ESTO SE HA CONSEGUIDO NO SÓLO SIN EL GOBIERNO, LA CLASE POLÍTICA Y MEDIOS QUE LOS ACOMPAÑAN, TAMBIÉN RESISTIENDO SUS ATAQUES DE TODO TIPO.
Revolutionship. Oyeme pero que es eso? When we take on social movements “out there” we are not numbers for a revolutionary agenda. We must re-humanize ourselves and the bodies in our presence. In a revolutionship you are the other me. What if I became a guerrillera de amor? She commits to the creation of another world through loving others and herself as it is the foundation of social change. What does this look like? Its not easy and we don’t always know how to take on this carga, this responsibility. But we can dream, we create it as we walk juntitos. “How is your heart?” A guerrillera de amor knows that only through the perpetuation of dignity, respect, love, and compassion will we stand a fighting change because too many times we eliminate ourselves in the process of fighting the revolution outside of ourselves.


