While I am totally thrilled with the production values of Tex[t]-Mex, my book with the University of Texas Press, there's no denying that being able to screen video clips would make the book even better. For example, the Lupe Vélez chapter of the book attempts to restore some sacred, uncanny, reverberation to the tortured corpse of one of Hollywood's most infamous celebrity suicides. Vélez's tragedy is rendered more poignant when you watch her at her peak. RIP, Lupita! Te quiero mucho.
The link in the posting below no longer goes to the archived Kimmel/Ken Burns parody video--stereotype chroniclers may however, want to scroll through a take a peek at the series of my tocayo Guillermo skits Kimmel is now running.
You don't usually go to Jimmy Kimmel Live on ABC for progressive and dynamic pieces of schtick that speak to the nuances of Ethnic American discourse, but give credit where credit is due! Kimmel and staff's video take on Ken Burns's blindness/revisionism when it comes to Latinos and World War II is worth a peek or two. It somehow manages to simultaneously invoke, and hence, reinforce, stereotypes, but also prognosticate and lampoon Burns's heart/vision when it comes to Mexican Americans and war, all at the same time.
A tip of the Textmex sombrero goes out to our carnal at UCSD literature, the one and only Jorge Mariscal for the link! Mariscal's recent piece for Counterpunch is outstanding.
As the ghosts of Cesar Chavez, Rita Hayworth, Lupe Vélez, and Charlton Heston (in brown face like in Touch of Evil, and yes! I know the NRA-shill is not dead yet) wag their fingers at me disapprovingly, I am here to announce my May 17, 2007 reading at the San Diego Mission Valley Borders megastore. May the tortured souls of small, independent bookstores past (The Blue Door, San Diego; Anna's Open Books, Laredo) forgive this mercenary act of filthy lucre-laden commerce!
Still more curious? I have sold my soul to the devils of mainstream television by soliciting an interview and agreeing to appear on the KUSI morning show, Tuesday, May 15, 2007, at 7:20am! If I am lucky (I was not!), a video posting will be rendered to immortalize this moment in Tex[t]-Mex history! Regardless of how I do when confronted by my assigned interviewer (I have promised to leave my Che Guevara t-shirt at home and have all the radical potentiality of a brown loaf of Wonder bread), I am in the debt of e493 student, SDSU 2007 graduate, and KUSI morning assistant Cindy Rodriguez Ellingson and KUSI morning producer Aida Soria for setting up this morning TV tryste!
Apparently, Mexican-fearing, CNN-talking-head, (and I do mean HEAD, as in cabezón) Lou Dobbs has gone utterly bonkers--all those years on his knees sucking the gas of Corporate CEOs must have left more than just lesions on his soul. The latest rage? Dobbs, a Mexican-American marrying, Mexican suegros harboring yerno, is going around spreading (talk about needing some hygiene) the word that undocumented Mexican immigrants are befouling the clean medical lands of America with leprosy and other diseases from their varmint-ridden bodies.
Dubious?
Check out this thread forwarded by ace reporter Josephine Veronica Nericcio, our North Hollywood industry mole.
and, lastly, in living color, from San Diego, the home of some of our nation's most heated Mexican loathers, Dobbs's key Mexican Leprosy outbreak science correspondent, Dr. Madeleine Cosman:
The "Dr" in Cosman's title, and not just by the way, is for a PhD in Literature from Columbia. (credit!)
Here's a quick shot at Lopez (probably not safe for play in your cubicle unless you are using noise-damping headphones), and, his, er, replacement.
Not to play Mengele with the clipboard and the calipers, but am I the only one that has noticed that these "cavemen" are more closely modeled on the physiognomy of a hodgepodge of Aborigines than "cavemen" proper--Neanderthal? Cro-Magnon? It strikes me that there is more than you need there for an Ethnic Studies conference panel that should not waste the time of anyone.
The very same day a Virgin Airlines 747 drops me on the tarmac for two months of fun and academics in jolly old London, a gallery in Los Angeles is going to open its cool new exhibit on the Immigration Rallies of 2006. My half-brother Guillermo Nericcio García even contributed a poem for the event that you can see there lurking to your left. Here's the press release for the LA event:
The Perfect Exposure Gallery presents Strangers No Longer, a photographic account of the immigration rallies that took place throughout the United States in the spring of 2006. The rallies, which brought together people from all walks of life and many diverse cultures, shone a spotlight on the country's broken immigration system and called on our nation's leaders to prioritize addressing this urgent issue. To commemorate the first anniversary of this historic event, The Perfect Exposure Gallery would like to share these bold images with the world, to help keep the dream alive and at the forefront of civic consciousness.
About the Photographers J. Emilio Flores, Javier Manzano, Javier Bautista, Adrian Sanchez-Gonzalez and Armando Arorizo are accomplished photojournalists whose works are published in: The Los Angeles Times, The New York Times, La Opinion, Hoy, Agencia EFE, and numerous magazines will collaborate in this exhibit.
Curated by Aurelio Jose Barrera, Adolfo Guzman Lopez, Angelica Salas and Armando Arorizo
Opening Reception: Thursday, May 24, 2007 5-9pm at The Perfect Exposure Gallery 3519 West Sixth Street Los Angeles, CA 90020 Located in the historic Chapman Park Studio Building Between Alexandria and Normandie