When You Question Your Right To Speak Truth

March 25, 2016 2 comments

So this is a pre/post blog post. It’s a fairly long post.

This is why:

Pre:

5:45pm

Tonight, I’m a attending a Progressive Voter Alliance meeting, something I’ve been doing most fourth Thursday’s of the month since relocating to Las Cruces nearly three years ago. It’s one of my favorite things to do because it is a gathering of a lot of people who think a lot like me. It is a group that has also been very supportive throughout my organizing work, folks who have evolved into allies for the Las Cruces Raise the Wage campaign, and/or employing volunteers for my candidate’s city council race in the fall, and even now, supporting my own candidacy for NM House District 35.

Although I’ll be among friends tonight, I’m going to spend my two minutes at PVA speaking to why I am the best candidate in the June 7th Democratic three-way primary contest. It’s nothing new, right? It’s politics. Even in primaries, we hear candidates share and speak to why they’re more qualified than their opponents all the time.

In fact, so far in this race, I can’t tell you how many times I have heard well meaning 12900981_10156696149975066_9159493965592782415_odemocrats say, “No worries about 35. With three good candidates like yourself in the race, we’re good no matter how it turns out.” 

Maybe that’s true in a strictly political sense. If we’re just talking about regaining the New Mexico House…

But if we’re talking about the wellbeing and future of the good people of District 35, I beg to differ. The fact is, there are some clear differences between me and my opponents–and now is the time to get real about them. For starters, I am the only organizer in this race. I am not driven by a single issue or position. Organizing is my life’s work. Sometimes we win, sometimes we lose — but the heart of my work is the understanding that I will always be in the fight. That said, I am also the only candidate in the race with a proven track record of success when it comes to complex and contentious political fights such as raising the minimum wage in Las Cruces — a win which continues to benefit thousands of workers and families in our community to this day.  Finally — on top of being a badass politically savvy organizer — I am the only candidate in this race who is a woman.

Candidates always make distinctions about their opponents all the time.

Except that I’m not your “typical” candidate.

Listen, while it’s easy for me to write out what I am going to say and share some of my reflections with you, my challenge for tonight–to ask friends to choose a side, has lead me to feel some tension. This internalized racism/sexism rises from within, whispering to me to be “polite” and “don’t share how you really feel.”

And what I realize now, sitting down and writing this all out–right before I head out to Munson Center, is that all I have been doing today is questioning my right to speak truth.

Let me type that again. I am questioning my right to speak truth.

As uneasy as speaking my truth might be for me, imagine what it will do for those listening. My truth will probably make someone uncomfortable.

Probably a guy.

As I pack up my things and get ready to head out, I carry in my heart something a good friend told me this afternoon. “I must do every woman–a tower of women, those who carry me on their shoulders, especially my mother, the favor of speaking up. My mother raised me to be the Amazon I am and to fight battles. That’s how wonderful I am and it is how much I matter to her and this world.”

So here’s to another battle. Here is my opportunity to speak my truth…unapologetically.

Post:

11:30pm

So I’ve had a couple hours to let things settle down from this evening. Overall, I feel great. I was nervous, of course–typical feeling I get when I have to speak in front of a crowd. As the campaign goes on though, I know I will improve and I’m excited about that evolution.

Also, having knocked on doors before blogging, dinner and PVA, I feel like that really made the difference. You know? Pounding the pavement, introducing myself to new neighborhoods in the district, and talking to voters.

(Funny story: A guy at one of the door’s asked me if my dad played the trombone lol I guess Rubio’s are well known for their musical talents)

Listen, door to door democracy is what this whole thing is about.

OK, which brings me to tonight’s PVA.

I arrived and everyone was super cool, per usual. Right away I noticed that there was a really small crowd, nothing like the last couple months. Nonetheless, I say hello to folks and then head over to one of the the front rows, where I tend to sit most of the time. I begin to scan the room–mostly all familiar faces.

I wait a good forty-five minutes of hearing other speakers speak and share the things that they’re working on before I decide to go up and do my two minutes.

You can listen to those two minutes here

Now, despite the fact that I said, “um” a lot (which I’m working on haha) I realize now that I was at my best when I said, “on top of being a badass politically savvy organizer.” The person to point that out to me tonight was my right hand Campaign Manager/Putting Me In Check/Friend, who said, “that’s the part when I knew you were really feeling it from your heart.”

The funny thing is that when I break into myself, just like I did at that very moment, I have always thought that that was my lowest. Interesting, right? Not only was tonight a challenge of overcoming the internalized stuff and speaking truth, there’s also that self-critical stuff we carry too, right?

The audience was feeling it. Well, most of the audience.

Remember earlier in my pre when I wrote,

“My truth will probably also make someone uncomfortable…Probably a guy.”

Yeah. That happened.

An older white gentleman, who later stood up to speak, shared what he needed to share and then referenced my campaign and my “I am the only candidate in this race who is a woman.” Of all the things I said, it was that statement that provoked him to joke about our current governor, Susana Martinez, and then proceed to say what I heard was something like, “and look where that got us.”

I can’t remember what was going on with the rest of the room at that moment, but I couldn’t believe he said that. And I was relieved to know that I wasn’t alone.

It was obvious that some women were disappointed in his joke. But it was the men that I was mostly surprised by.

As I was leaving, a guy friend who attended and heard the remarks, texted me saying, “that was a bit harsh.”

Another guy who I spoke with outside said to me, “I regret not using my time to respond to that. I was really offended by his comment.”

Nonetheless, I left there understanding even more the importance of turning out my supporters and not wasting my time on those who are not. At least, for now.

One day at a time.
One door at a time.
One voter at a time.

And just as I did earlier, I’m packing up and heading to bed and will once again attempt to do all women, especially my mother, the favor of speaking up and speaking proud and to battle yet another day.

My mother raised me to be the Amazon I am and to fight battles. That’s how wonderful I am and it is how much I matter to her and this world.

Signing off.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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New Post, New Phase.

March 22, 2016 2 comments

As many of you know, I have launched my campaign to run for the New Mexico Legislature.

But I’ll get back to that in a bit.

As of late, I have been thinking about and reflecting on The Rubio Dispatch and the impact it has made on my life. For those of you who don’t know, it really has.

When I left Los Angeles and returned to New Mexico six years ago, this blog eventually became my outlet. I was living in my tiny hometown of Lake Arthur, with my parents and my new dog–Lennon. At the time, I was feeling incredibly dissatisfied with my decision to come home–and more specifically, with the politics around me. I wasn’t really listening to anyone. Honestly, I would be hanging out at Farley’s in Roswell, for example, and as soon as I heard someone say something remotely conservative, I would tune them out instantly.

(Including my family)

Except for my nephew, Gerardo. Who thought up this brilliant idea for me to start this blog. It was a Sunday morning and we had just come home from having breakfast with the rest of the family, and of course, I was super moody because someone must have said something that pissed me off. So Gerardo says, “why don’t you just write about it?”

Ok, for a Junior at Lake Arthur High School–he was a real prophetic kid.

And that is how this journey began.

So it should not be any surprise that the decision to run and the experiences I have had thus far in my professional career, is what has fueled my desire to get back to my roots and resurrect this blog.

(No pun intended i.e. Holy Week)

The reason I have decided to bring back the Rubio Dispatch is because as a writer, I must keep writing during the long hours of this campaign. Secondly, The Dispatch deserves to stay alive because, for someone who didn’t realize she was a writer, the blog created a space for me to write and to share my thoughts publicly, one of the scariest things ever! Third, for a political junkie living in SE New Mexico, my blog provided me with a platform for being the so-called “progressive” in the region, and also helped me to expand my thoughts beyond politics and more on issues and values. Finally, The Dispatch gave me amazing opportunities to meet and interview leaders like Senator Tom Udall and one of my shero’s, Elizabeth Warren (Which, by the way, I met at Netroots Nation in 2013 after winning a full scholarship after mobilizing a gazillion people from my Twitter network)

I must keep The Dispatch in tact because it has lead me to this very moment–to share my story of what it is like to be a woman of color, from rural New Mexico, who has worked tirelessly on the ground as an organizer and now taking a leap of faith into public policy–by running for a seat in the state’s legislature.

Many have come before me, I know. But there is still something to be said with the number of women who are still not yet a part of the leadership in Santa Fe. Although women have joined the ranks of legislatures throughout the country, quintupling in numbers since 1971, only 27% of the Legislature in New Mexico is made up of women, and a fraction of that are women of color. According to the US Census, women make up 51% of the state of New Mexico, and although I’m unclear at this moment (and if anyone can help me with that data) as to the percentage of women who are of color, I gather that there are quite a few of us.

My point is–the decision to run for office was not an easy one. In fact, it is something that I pondered for months. But it took women like me, who count on me–who have helped and supported me throughout my life, who gave me every reason to run.

It was close male friends in my network who encouraged me to run because they get how important it is to have my perspective at the table. It was my four sisters and brother, who fear watching their younger sister be treated poorly through this process–politicizing issues that I care about, and yet understanding that it is worth the sacrifice in order to give a voice to the many. Finally, it is my Mexican parents, who having only attained a third grade education, and received a Ph.D. in life, looking at me today, only to say, “pos bueno” and signing a cross from my head to my heart.

So far my experience during this election season has been surprisingly joyful and encouraging, with so many people being super supportive. I know it’s just the beginning. but for the next 76 days, I will document each day…even if just to say, “it was awesome” because I know you share this walk along with me.

So, thank you for joining me on this ride! Even if you’re not into politics…this is a documentation of something incredibly special and I know that is something we can all agree on.

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Just Sayin’ Blog Post. I Write Periodically.

It’s a rainy, Sunday, afternoon here in Las Cruces, New Mexico. What better motivation than to have the rain pounding on my roof to get my brain working, right? I could certainly be napping, but then again…I’ve been doing a lot of that the last couple of days. With a three day weekend coming to a close, sleep is probably the last thing I should be doing right now. (but it has been awesome!) Just ask my dog, Lennon. He’s been staring at me the last hour, his eyes and ears motioning for me to get up and take him out for his walk.

I’m here to apologize (once again) to my dear readers out there. It’s been more than six months since my last blog post.  (that also sounded like a confession)

No. I have not been sleeping this entire time. 

Full disclosure, I’m currently running the Las Cruces minimum wage campaign. So, the silence has not been for the heck of it. I’ve actually been kinda busy.

I honestly have nothing to write about. There is a lot to say and there are a lot of things happening that deserve some attention. But right now, I’m just spending most of my time thinking about stuff and what’s next. 

I cannot say I’ve lost all hope in humanity. But we’re getting pretty damn close.

I gotta say, though. What gives me hope are the countless people, in Las Cruces for example, who come in each and every day and share their stories about this minimum wage campaign so far, and how they’re changing people’s lives, one person at a time. I’m also hearing folks ask, “what ‘s next? When we win in November, what will be the next battle?”

People are excited. We’re building community. No candidate could create this energy.  This is organizing.  

There are things happening at the local level, that as an organizer, keeps me grounded for the next fight. Although I’d like to keep my eyes and ears open for what is happening across the globe, there are battles that need to be won here at home that have the potential to contribute universally. So for all of you out there fighting the good fight. Stick to what you know and know that what you’re doing at the local level, certainly paves the way for some real and awesome transformation. Because that is where we win. That is where our communities win. That is how we really change the world. 

 

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New Mexico’s Congressional District 2: Who Said We Didn’t Matter?

December 2, 2013 Leave a comment

Lots has happened since my last blog post this past summer.  First and foremost, I’m sorry to all my readers who have desperately waited for a timely post from me.  My apologies.  It would be easy for me to just say that there was nothing to write about.  But that’s not true at all.  In fact, there was a ton of stuff to write about.  I just couldn’t find the time to sit down and write.  But that will all change.  I promise.

Regarding my last post, we have yet to see the passage of comprehensive immigration reform, which I wrote about earlier this year.  My last piece regarded an action organized by the Alliance for Peace and Justice in Roswell, right outside the office of our representative, Congressman Steve Pearce (R).  Sadly, Mr. Pearce continues to be a disappointment.  Not only did he recommend that those affected by the government shutdown go out and get a loan from the bank to make it through the shutdown, he spent most of the summer and early fall advocating for inhumane alternatives directly affecting 12 million undocumented immigrants already living in the United States.  Which pretty much calls for a second class citizenry, which I countered in an op-ed in the Albuquerque Journal. I wish I could say he was the only radical conservative offering up some awful policies, but he wasn’t.  Other conservatives in Congress join Representative Pearce in these same efforts.

Despite this lack of leadership from our Congressman, many see the immigration issue not yet dead (depending on who you talk to) In fact, some advocates still see the possibility for immigration reform, even if piecemeal — which many predict for 2014.  This may be possible considering that next year is a big year in politics, as members in both the House of Representatives and the Senate are up for reelection and support of good policy helps garner votes. Also, there is President Obama who desperately needs a win.

My immigration post also coincided with my decision to move to Las Cruces — a move that was a welcome relief to friends and colleagues on the west side of congressional district 2. Despite what some may think, my hometown of southeastern New Mexico is not a lost cause for progressives like myself (I will be back). But with a burgeoning democratic base in the southwest, I can’t help but be excited about playing a role in a movement to transform this part of New Mexico. Our progressive homies north of I-40 should be paying close attention and take notes. When people think “New Mexico Politics,” Albuquerque and Santa Fe should not have the final word.

Despite being under resourced and underserved, CD2 shall not be ignored.  In fact, it is ground zero for real change.  This region has the potential to redefine politics in our state for years to come.  It can also be a model for other states across the country, facing some of the same political and social challenges our region faces each and every day. We’re a rural, conservative region — separated by miles and miles of open space.  Door hangers, social media and emails don’t win over the masses.  It has to be much more holistic than that.

The secret is simple.  It’s about building long lasting relationships.  It’s about connecting with families and individuals about common values. It’s about community organizing.

When President Obama came into the spotlight and talked about his work as a community organizer in south Chicago, those on the right found this work absurd. There was that moment during Sarah Palin’s speech during the 2008 Republican National Convention when she laughed at the whole concept. Winking her eye at those of us watching.  She laughed because like her colleagues on the right, they don’t understand this committment to organizing as being a tool for social justice and progress because this isn’t what its about for them.  Engaging their community in discussions on making things better is the absolute opposite of what they want.

Think about it.  Can you imagine Ronald Reagan sitting at a kitchen table, strategizing with close friends on how to make the world a better place to live for everyone? Him and his crew never sat around conducting a power analysis to demonstrate “people power.” They did power analysis to demonstrate how to take that people power away!

That’s the difference between us and them.

You transform the makeup of the political spectrum when you engage communities in conversations about real issues that affect our towns and villages.  You build on issues that directly affect each and every one of us and overtime you see real change.  Why? Because I whole-heartedly believe that our progressive values are values people believe in across the board.  It’s just a matter of engaging our community in these one-on-one conversations and to act on them.

We win elections when we sit down and learn from each other, developing strategies around the ideas that come from those we directly serve.  We develop leaders from our communities to bring forth change. We create opportunities for real change.

Will all this win elections tomorrow? No.

But overtime we transform ideas to greatly improve our communities.  That is the goal.

This is the game progressives should play because it comes naturally.  We are inclusive of everyone.

We are on the right side of history.  

This I know.

But being an organizer is not easy.  In fact, it’s one of the hardest jobs you can ever have.  But the effects of organizing are long lasting, if we take the time to invest in it.

We win elections when our community stands behind us. When we demonstrate true leadership and hone in on what the overall consitutency needs and wants.  Not what the few benefit from.

When we take on this philosophy, at all levels of leadership, we provide an outlet for our community to have real power.  We do this and we will never have to worry about losing another election that stands for progressive values.

It’s important that I write all of this because we’re at a crucial juncture here in New Mexico.  We rank last on all the good stuff and first on all the bad.  Sure, it’s fun to see the other side implode, but what does that do for our community? I find it shameful when I attend these democratic/republican events and people are excited to see the other side looking foolish. What does that do for our neigbor who can’t find work?

Politicizing issues that are important to our communities do nothing but sustain a status quo.  At what point do we say enough is enough?

My work in CD2 is crucial.  I know I’m not the only one who believes this.

To be continued.   

Immigrants Advocate While Democrats Infiltrate: Politics As Usual When It Comes To Talks On Immigration Reform

July 18, 2013 2 comments

7:17:13 Day of Action 1Yesterday in Roswell, the Alliance for Peace and Justice, a group of activists promoting equality for Roswell and all New Mexican’s, organized a vigil outside of New Mexico Congressman Steve Pearce’s office.  With over 60 activists in attendance, the Congressman was presented with a letter urging him to support their cause for immigration reform.  In the letter, the Alliance states,

Over the past decade we have doubled the number of border agents and vastly expanded border security spending, and now by every measure our border is more secure. Now a common sense roadmap exists that includes responsible enforcement and a citizenship process making us even safer, and our economy stronger.  To spend any more money militarizing our border would be fiscally irresponsible, and hindering the debate on immigration reform for the sake of ideology would be morally irresponsible.

While the group may not be able to sway the Congressman’s decision to support a pathway to citizenship, yesterday’s day of action gave a great showing of solidarity and support for the ongoing talks happening thousands of miles away in Washington.  But while we’re on that subject of Washington, who is in charge of the fate of 11 million “aspiring” American’s, let’s talk briefly about how politicized this immigration issue has become.

As an activist watching the Senate debate the bill and now urging the House to take action and put the bill up for a vote, I can’t help but wonder about the suspicions I have had about why we’re still talking about this.  I’m usually blaming the Republican’s for the gridlock in Washington, but now I’m not so sure if they’re entirely to blame.

Yesterday’s day of action by the Alliance for Peace and Justice was a vigil to urge Congressman Steve Pearce to support a humane and just bill that allows for a pathway to citizenship for 11 million immigrants already here.  But for a minute during this vigil, the action turned into political theater when local Democrats infiltrated the vigil by campaigning against Congressman Pearce. Here all along, I was worried over the opposition to the issue, nativists and/or Tea Party activists showing up to defend their political puppet, Steve Pearce.  But instead, what we saw was a carnival of self-involved Democrats, jabbering about “democratic values” and ignoring the fact that this was a non-political event, to demonstrate the need for reform for countless immigrants living in our communities here in New Mexico.

7-17 Day of Action 2Although this parade of politicization didn’t last long, it did leave me with a very lasting impression of what I was already struggling to accept, but never wanted to admit to.  When it comes to issues of immigration or any other issue around social justice, neither party really cares.  I’ve been an immigrant activist for 15 years and in all those years, we’ve come so close to reform, but in the end it’s always shot down.  Why is that?  Sure, let’s blame the Republican’s for everything but Democrats are responsible too.

Immigration reform is not a game.  Eleven million aspiring American’s are not here for your political enjoyment.  Our issues are not here to keep you all entertained.  But it sure is keeping you employed, huh?

Democrats:  This is why American’s choose not to vote. This is why your base chooses to sit out important elections like in 2010 and 2012. Realize this when 2014 comes around because you all are going to be given the shock of your life when you lose another major election.

We certainly expect pandering from the right. I guess we should start to expect it from the left as well.

I’m OK With Oppression, As Long As You Don’t Mess With My Television

July 16, 2013 9 comments

“Today, we have no political or national will to end injustice.” 

The problem with this statement is that there are people in this country who believe that there are no injustices.  Seriously.

But every issue we face as a nation, comes down to some form of discrimination and many just don’t see it that way.  Instead, most see our call of injustices as an excuse.

You can look through my Facebook timeline and you’ll know what I’m talking about.

Growing up in a conservative, rural town in New Mexico, most of the families appeared to have the same things, same experiences. Disparities in wealth, health, etc existed, but as a young child I didn’t see it and no one was really there to tell me otherwise.  It wasn’t until I left for college and graduate school and my work with communities across the country the last fifteen years, that helped me to think critically and see injustices for what they really were.

Yes, we have choices.  But our choices are predetermined by who we are as a people because it is embedded in our society.  Not one person in this country can tell you what justice looks like, because not one person has ever seen it.  While people continue to internalize and justify racism and discrimination, we will never see it, at least not in my lifetime.

Our upbringing didn’t help us either.

During my EMERGE NM class this week, I learned something from our instructor, jona olsson.  It is something I’ve known for a long time, but I could never put it into words.  She couldn’t have put it any other way:

“we are expert scholars in the propaganda our parents taught us.”

Powerful, right?  I mean, really.  Think about that statement for a second.

Not to blame my parents for everything, but we’ve been taught so many things from generations before us, particularly on how we treat other people and how we’re supposed to be treated and we can’t seem to shake it. Thinking about it this weekend, I go back to comments and statements made by family and friends overtime, stereotypes they hold to be true, and it makes me angry. So angry, I choose to not surround myself around that as much as possible. But Saturday night’s verdict in the George Zimmerman trial didn’t do anything to lessen this feeling.

The “Stand Your Ground” law in Florida is the dumbest piece of state legislation I have ever read (we’ll leave Texas law out of this conversation, because Texas is just another freak of nature).  The law is one thing we need to argue about, however to see people sit back and say that Travyon Martin, a young black kid, was not targeted and discriminated against by George Zimmerman, a known violent person and racist, is absolutely outrageous.  The verdict wasn’t so much the surprise, it was the shock and awe I felt from those who decided to come out in support of the murderer’s actions and characterization of Travyon Martin.

With the character assassination of the murdered child, the quote above brought it home to me the night we found out the verdict.  I knew George Zimmerman would not be convicted. I knew because 1) Stand Your Ground is way too broad and 2) our justice system in this country is jacked.  What I was not prepared for, however, was the utter carelessness of loss of life from those around me, especially from communities of color, who were ok with the verdict or did a *shoulder shrug*, like it was no big deal.  Some said, “get over it.”

Get over it?  As a person of color, we are devalued in our country because of who we are; the color of our skin, our language, what we wear and even our name, and yet we defend the system that is built to keep us oppressed?  What the “get over it” people did, was show me that once again, they have drunk the kool-aid of oppression. They actually believe that there is no such thing as injustice in this world and that we each have control of our own destiny and that those with privilege are actually good people and looking out for the best of us. Racism is over. GET OVER IT!

I remember a story my dad tells me and although he means well, when he tells it, it really infuriates me.  My father was a farmworker for all of his life until retirement over a decade ago.  During his career, he worked for a gentleman here in Lake Arthur, New Mexico, a farm owned by a family that my dad had strong ties to. To say that my dad was loyal, is an understatement.  He was so loyal that one day, one of the owners of the farm came by where my dad was burning weeds along the area where he was farming. The owner fell into the burning brush and my father jumped in after him and saved his life.  My dad insisted that this man go to the hospital while my dad stayed behind, letting his own burns heal on their own. The infuriating part about this narrative is that when my dad tells this story, he shares it in a way that makes him nostalgic for those days. You know, the good ole’ days? What he never mentions, or does not want to argue, is that his boss never provided him basic health care, he worked six days a week, from 6a to 6p, and managed acres upon acres of farmland on his own.  When he retired, he was so proud to have learned that his former boss hired three guys to do what he had done on his own!  For him and my family, this “built character.” Sure, it did! But the toll it must have taken on my dad physically. This story also reinforces this mentality that we we don’t deserve to be treated fairly and equally.  So when I bring this up, I’m told to not say more.

It’s just an excuse.

When you pass this farm that my dad managed for so long, it’s no longer the beautiful land he once cultivated. Instead, the land is unkept, without nourishment, and saddens my father each and every time he passes through. The owners of this land are now extremely wealthy, living off the money they made after selling the water rights to the farm my dad worked so hard for.

I love my dad.   I love him because he worked hard to make a better life for me and my family.  But his hard work also lead me to question the system and think critically about what and how we are treated.  We are two very different generations and we see the world differently. What he sees as loyalty and being a good hired hand and worker, I see as an employer taking advantage of a man and exploiting him to get what they could out of him.

When I tell my dad that this is an “injusticia” it aggravates him in the same way others treat the idea of injustice all across this country.

It’s just an excuse.

The murder of Trayvon Martin, the attack on women’s reproductive rights, the nativism we hear and see during immigration debate and the justification we make for “random” acts of violence are consequences of a misogynistic society.  We refuse to see it for what it is:  oppression.

Racism and discrimination may not be as obvious as it was in our history books for many American’s, but to say that it doesn’t happen, especially from people of color, makes it even more impossible to initiate a national or political will to make our society better.

It’s ok to talk about it.  It’s ok to say we have problems in this country and that we need to make necessary steps to figure it all out.  But I worry that we may have to go through a series of challenging events before the “get over it” group finally realize that they were wrong all along.

They came for everyone else and you didn’t care.  Who will be defend you when they come for you?

 

Supporters of Marriage Equality Kick Bigotry In The Ass…Again.

So what do you do when the highest court in the land rules that married same-sex couples are entitled to federal benefits as well as the freedom to marry in states that already allow it? For most cities across the country, you move on, right? I mean, the Supreme Court of the United States of America just made some pretty good and compelling arguments in support of equal rights.    

Well.  In Roswell, New Mexico…issues like this don’t just go away quite as easily, or as quietly, as the rest of the nation.  Earlier this week, many of us got word that the Roswell City Council had been considering a resolution that would define marriage as only between a man and a woman.  Savino Sanchez, Jr, Associate Pastor at Church On The Move, an evangelical church in Roswell, and the Chair of Roswell’s Police Committee, introduced this resolution (despite the higher court’s recent ruling).

Oh!  Did I mention he did not attend tonight’s hearing?

Before tonight, there had been massive confusion regarding the resolution.  Yesterday we heard that it had died in committee, but there was talk that the resolution was still on tonight’s agenda.  To add to even more confusion, only five members of the council showed up tonight and there needed to be six to reach a quorum to resume with the business on the agenda.  

So what was going on exactly?

*scratching head*

Roswell Mayor Del Jurney explained that “due to changes to rules for city hearings, the agenda for tonight’s meeting had to be made public before we had an up or down vote in committee. That is why this resolution was on the tonight’s agenda and will remain on next Thursday’s agenda, but there will be no vote on this resolution. This resolution is dead.”

Great news!  So what are we still doing here?

Mayor Jurney was compelled to hear out the concerns of those present and asked that people who had signed up to speak, should do so tonight, next Thursday or both.  

Roughly, forty community residents were present at tonight’s hearing in support of marriage equality.  One by one, residents from the city of Roswell, provided personal and passionate stories for their support for equal rights.  Allies, such as Sara Mitchell, stood in front of the five council members, visibly disturbed by this resolution.  

Mitchell said, “the reason this resolution angered me was because it is a waste of your time and our time.  This resolution is pointless and is intentionally malicious.”  

Like her, countless other individuals stood up and stood firm, passionately voicing their concerns, mainly in disbelief that something like this could come out of the city of Roswell, a city in which many advocates have grown up in, love dearly, so much so that they’re raising their families here.  How could a city known for its history of embracing the idea of “extraterrestrials” and life on other planets, now have difficulties coming to terms with humans and their love for one another?  

Tonight’s meeting was an inspiration to many advocates across the state.  Mainly because for a community like Roswell, located in a region where you feel like you need a passport to come down here, proved tonight that there are forward thinkers who go to such lengths to make positive change.   

As Sara Mitchell pointed out after the meeting, “I was proud to be in the same room with so many passionate, well spoken, equal rights activists. Whoever put forward this resolution, like-minded people should note that the citizens of Roswell will not let their town become known for hate, ignorance, and marginalization. I don’t need my marriage affirmed at the price of denying others equal rights.”

 

Let’s Militarize the Border, They Said. It Worked for Nation-Building.

Yesterday I participated in a meet and greet with New Mexico State Senator Tim Keller.  I really wanted to write a whole post about that, considering that it’s super rare to get any state-wide candidates or leaders to come down to our region of the state.  However, because of today’s news dump, I realize that the campaign for New Mexico’s Office of State Auditor is going to have to wait awhile.

In addition to the ongoing NSA scandal and the mission impossible chase of Edward Snowden, today we all awaited news from the Supreme Court on various cases, more importantly related to the Defense of Marriage Act and California’s Proposition 8 decision.  As for Snowden, we have absolutely no idea where he’s at.  Apparently he never made his flight to Cuba and is MIA.  There is, however, David Gregory, who wants to arrest Glenn Greenwald and the Supreme Court ends up deciding to keep us all in absolute jitters by going another Monday without decisions on DOMA and Prop 8.

While we wait around for important outcomes of stories mentioned above or watching mainstream media ignore the important, non-sensationalist stuff, many of us sat through the torture of what we all call, the United States Senate.

Immigration reform has a better chance of passing Congress this year than any other year in my fifteen years of advocating for reform. Reasons are simple.  Latino’s scared the crap out of the Republican Party during the November elections, when an overwhelming amount of Latino voters came out in huge numbers, in support of President Obama.  While many of them voted, those who couldn’t vote encouraged friends and families who could, to do so with a simple request. Vote Democrat, because the likelihood is that they won’t say boneheaded things about your community.  So here we are.  President Barack Obama was reelected, the Senate remained a majority of Democrats, both insisting immigration reform was a priority and necessity.  The House, well…that’s a different story.

The Senate came up with its bill in April and after debates in the Judiciary committee, has finally made its way to the Senate floor for, up until Friday, we all believed that most of what many of us asked for (i.e. pathway to citizenship for 11 million undocumented immigrants) would stay in tact as it headed for the House for a debate. I mean, come on?  The Republican’s need to do what we’re asking from them, right?

Friday around noon, when all the Senator’s had left DC for their home states for the weekend, an amendment was introduced, now known as Corker-Hoeven, that overhauls border security in a way no one was expecting.  (womp womp)

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Courtesy of Center for American Progress

In 2012, the Department of Homeland Security reported that the border was as secure as it possibly could be.  Politically, however, we know that we can’t depend on Republican support without them insisting on more security. So the initial Gang of Eight bill not only provided for increased border security, but the President and Democrats made security a priority when the entire conversation began.  Well, I guess a “beefed” up border was not enough because what Corker introduced was border security on steroids.

The measure would double the total number of patrol agents and add more than 700 miles of fencing along the US-Mexico border at a cost of $38 billion.

As someone who follows Congress, I get that we have to compromise because that’s how our system works.  I get that our process makes it impossible for one party to dominate it all and pass exactly what their supporters expect.  But as an activist, who works day in and day out to defend and protect those that don’t have a voice, to what extent do we compromise and at whose expense?  When do we just stop handing over everything to the Republican Party, especially when they’ve been hijacked by extreme nativists who do not want immigration reform?

When the initial bill came out, a group of activists from across the state of New Mexico came together to develop a state platform and border security was one of the components we were worried about.  After speaking with New Mexico Senator Martin Heinrich, we insisted, and he agreed, that the border was as secure now as it ever will be. However, although we were very concerned with the discussion of border security back in April, in no way did we expect it to reach today’s levels.  Not at all.

So here is the question.  Do we end our mission for reform because of plan to militarize the border, creating a greater nightmare for all those living along the US/Mexican border? Or do we suck it up and move forward despite the fact that a pathway to citizenship will come at a very tough cost?

NEXT UP…THE HOUSE OF REPRESENTATIVES

If today’s vote reflects anything we’ll see on Thursday on the Senate floor, it will head to the House.   But the question remains.  Will Speaker Boehnor get his group of Republican’s in the House of Representatives to support this plan and send it to the President for his signature?

Remember.  This Congress has done absolutely nothing when it comes to public policy and bi-partisanship in the last four years.  As awful as this updated immigration bill is, can we actually rely on Congress to get it to the President and sign it into law?

The next few days are crucial as Democrats seek out Republican’s to get those critical 70 votes in the Senate for a final vote on the floor.  Unless Senator Ted Cruz manages to coerce his Republican colleagues and convince them to agree with his awful justifications for denying 11 million people their turn for citizenship, the Senate bill should be heading to the House.

Republican Party: Immigration Reform? SIKE!

Living in conservative, southeastern New Mexico I am surrounded by a saturation of individuals from   an older generation.  Because of my surroundings, I frequently hear comments or am part of conversations in which this generation attempts to discredit the motives of my own generation and those younger than I.  Their observations claim that we have an inability to adequately “make a difference” in this nation, unlike the difference they made and seen only by those before us.

I blame Tom Brokaw for his enabling of the so-called “greatest generation.”

While my elders criticize our motives and perpetuate this notion that we don’t care, I’d like to deliver a strong message. We are a generation unwilling to conform to the standards set forth by those who have destroyed any hope of a promising future.   We will conduct ourselves in a way that we find satisfactory to our surroundings, not adhering to a certain recipe followed by those before us.  Instead, we will take things into our own hands and accomplish what we know is right…our way.

That being said, we are seeing youth taking to the streets all around the globe, including here at home.  We see it here at home where countless undocumented DREAMers, young people who have lived here for most of their lives, discarded any idea of following a political process because the idea of it is broken.  Instead, they are focused on finding alternative methods to remedying a really bad and jacked up system and it is unraveling before our eyes.  Look at all the states taking on drivers licenses for undocumented immigrants!  

This isn’t a coincidence.

Last summer, President Obama signed off on deferred action for the countless undocumented DREAMERs living in the country.  While many will continue to politicize the reasons why, thousands of activists took to the streets and to political offices all across the country and made deferred action possible.  The last few weeks we’ve seen the same level of intensity as the Senate takes on the immigration reform bill and even more so as debate hits the floor, possibly today.

Picture courtesy of the White House

President Obama and Vice President Biden met with activists in the Oval office last month.  But there is one important detail.  In order to enter the White House, you have to have certain documents to get in because the Secret Service has to do its necessary checks to obtain entry.  DREAMers, unless they’ve been given deferred action, cannot enter.  One individual did.  Justino, who has received deferred action, is from Los Angeles and has been advocating for immigration reform for as long as I’ve known him.  I know him through our training last year with New Organizing Institute and it was a great and awesome thing to see him at the White House, talking straight to the President, representing the countless millions and their families who can’t make it through those doors of the Oval Office.

Earlier this week, I asked Justino what it was like to be a part of this meeting with President Obama and Vice President Biden and his response was simple, yet direct:

It was an honor to have represented the 11 million undocumented immigrants living in the U.S. The meeting would not have happened if the immigrant community, pro-immigrant rights organizations, and DREAMers had not organized, advocated, and mobilized for our rights like we did in the last decade. The meeting was a testament to our growing electoral power and influence in the legislative process, more specifically, in crafting the bill’s language.

We’ve been underestimated by those before us.

Yesterday we got word that Representative Raul Labrador pulled out of House talks to bring an immigration bill to the House floor.

Oh wait, but that’s not all.

Today, the Republican party, specifically, the great Representative of Iowa and sponsor, Steve King, introduced and passed a “self deport” bill in the House of Representatives, which in essence targets and defunds the DACA program signed by the President last year.

We’ve been underestimated by those before us.

What Justino is talking about is that a strong and large collective have come together to fight for immigration rights, including deferred action and have been doing so for over a decade.  It was successful because of unconventional thinking and organizing, which is leading the way to some great progress and we will be successful.

It will not be done like those before us.

Today’s vote on the House floor is a huge slap in the face to activists and youth across the country, but it in no way, deters the incredible strength in numbers, passion and conviction that the youth of this country have.

So, the next time an elder tells me that we are nothing like them.  I will respond with a simple, “no, we are not.”

SE New Mexico: The Drunk Uncle Who Is Never Invited To New Mexican Family Dinners

April 15, 2013 15 comments

Image Source: Jim Crow Museum of Racist Memorabilia

What story can I use from my own life experiences to apply to my organizing in hopes of connecting with the community that I’m trying to serve?

For the last 15 months, that’s a question I’ve been asking myself on a daily basis.  I’ve been working on my story of self and it’s been a major challenge.  As an organizer, it’s one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to work on because it’s a story I want my community to relate to and this is critical.

After months of thinking about my own story, it finally came to me a couple of weeks ago during my first class with Emerge New Mexico in Albuquerque.  I won’t elaborate on the specifics because I don’t want to give too much away, but the focal point of my story is me, sitting in front of the television at the age of nine years old, watching George H. W. Bush give his State of Union address and me translating what he’s saying to my monolingual, Spanish-speaking parents.  As a nine year old, translating the English language to my Spanish-speaking parents isn’t unprecedented.  Many families, who come from immigrant ancestry, either generations ago or just recently, experience this all the time.  It’s not a unique situation.  It does happen and in some places, it really pisses a lot of people off.

Roswell, New Mexico is one of those places.

As much as I love southeastern New Mexico, I can’t help but become overwhelmed with frustration knowing that a small fringe, help to define who we are as a community to the rest of the state.  Although more than half of Roswell’s population is Latino, according to the 2010 United States Census, and many of which speak Spanish, there is also a zero-tolerance attitude for diversity among a very small group of people living along the the Pecos Valley.

Today, my friend approached me and told me that his mother had an appointment at a doctor’s office here in Roswell.  His mother was shocked to find some questionable propaganda hanging from the door and walls of this particular doctor’s office, mostly geared to our Black President (shocker) but also a range of questionable English-only paraphernalia   Neither one of us was exactly sure how bad things were, so we decided to take a drive this afternoon, down to 1600 SE Main Street in Roswell.  Here, in Suite 3, is the office of Dr. Jackie Graham, MD and at the entrance of the office is this sign, which states,

No EnglishATTENTION ALL PATIENTS: 

We do not speak Spanish in this office.  If you do not speak English or have a qualified translator to help you, we have some requirements you must meet before being seen:

–  find a translator that speaks English well and will come to your appointment.

–  learn the language

If you cannot do either of these

– see another physician.

My apologies for the picture and its poor quality.  I took the picture with nervous hands, scared that someone from the office would come out with a loaded gun.  Because you know? We liberals are all out to get your guns.

On the right hand side of the flier is a very poor Spanish translation of what is stated on the left in English.

Dr. Graham, if you or your staff need any help with that translation, please feel free to contact me and I can help you out with that, ok?

Which brings me to my point.  Although I truly believe that my community has great potential because it is represented by a very diverse and wonderful group of citizenry who embrace the diversity that exists within our great state of New Mexico, we, unfortunately, also have some racists.  While some will be pretty blatant about it, others will go in the direction of Brad Paisely’s “Accidental Racist” mumbo jumbo and attempt to “defend” their racism and make excuses for it.

Bottom line is that racism exists in our community and people should be called out for it.

Let’s take Alaska Republican Congressman Don Young, for example.  Just a few weeks ago, he described workers at his father’s farm by saying, “My father had a ranch; we used to have 50-60 wetbacks to pick tomatos.”  He later apologized for using the slur, but defended it by saying, “it’s a term that was commonly used during my days growing up on a farm in Central California.”

By the way, if you’re sitting there not sure which word Congressman Young used as the “slur,” then you’re part of the problem.

Listen, I would love to live on the planet you’re living in if you think that racism died back in the 1960s.

It didn’t.

What I am writing to you today is real and it’s happening in our own community. A small minority of people in Roswell, wish to have things the way they were back in the day…when people of color and women were suppressed and old, white men made all the decisions.

This country is diverse and will continue to evolve into a more diverse nation as more immigrants come into this great nation.  There are tens, if not hundreds of languages being spoken in this country each and everyday because every nation on earth is represented in our communities, and that is a beautiful thing. But while I think this is incredibly awesome, we have the Dr. Graham’s of the world who are frightened by this idea of an “invasion of foreigners,” who will trounce on the greatness that is “Americuh” and turn it into the third world country they left behind.

This is false.

Because it’s the Dr. Graham’s of the world, who remind me every day, that while they spew their hate, intolerance and ignorance, it’s also a dying fad.  There will be a time when our children and grandchildren will never understand or comprehend how any of this could have even been possible because they will not define a person based on their race, color, gender, language, sexual orientation or creed.  Instead, they will define a person on the content of their character.  A philosophy that may not hold true today in Dr. Graham’s office, but does in the hearts and minds of countless others in our community, which will hopefully sustain our humanity for generations to come.