A quick glance out my living room window reveals that, aside from maybe one additional primer-colored ‘79 Chevy Nova on blocks in the front yard of the neighbor’s house across the street, all is quiet. Eerily so? No, not especially.
Which, of course, doesn’t mean that somewhere, avocados are going unpicked—or that uncollected shopping carts aren’t at this very moment beginning to infest the lot at the local Albertson’s like so many large and wheeled blue-plastic locusts—just that, well, so long as none of this affects me, it’s all good.
And before you go calling me “racist,” I should point out that some of my best friends are roofers and pool cleaners.
SO JUST STEP OFF, ESE!
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More coverage from Roger Simon, Marc Cooper; see also, PJM.
When I think of all the unmade beds and unmowed lawns happening today, I shudder in fear. Add to that the working moms who had to stay at home with their children and actually interact with them, in English, I weep for our country’s children. Who better to keep our homes and raise our children to be virtuous than these illegal aliens?
On the plus side, the intersection of I-95 and I-10 is crawling with Border Patrol agents. I’m sure they are there to redirect these valuable workers back to their rightful station in our homes and restaurants, fields and construction sites.
Can we reciprocate by refusing to eat in Mexican restaurants, buy strawberries, or sing, “Cielito Lindo”?
I was thinking of donning my disguise (worn straw sombero, large black handle-bar moustache, serape) and joining the festival-like atmosphere of the protests.
But if I can’t even buy a taco, well, what’s the point?
SB: seem
mees
Man, I feel just like Steven Colbert.
FEEL THE STING OF MY BARBS!
What, not laughing? Perhaps I hit TOO CLOSE TO HOME WITH MY GENIUS! And besides, I wasn’t talking to you, anyway.
Excellent traffic today in Dallas. No impact at the office either. Maybe they should do this more often.
Well, I’m off with my digital camera to the “Avenue”, about 2 miles from here. This strip has become the hispanic hotland, complete with bakeries, hispanic grocery, clothing, etc. stores and all of the old standby stores now with signs in English and Spanish.
I’m curious to know how many “hispanic owned” establishments are closed. I’ll report back.
David, I made it from Duncanville to Las Colinas in 18 minutes! I didn’t even see one Virgin Marry or One Selina sticker on Northwest Highway. And my Taco Bueno burritos tasted just fine but it’s not really fair to point that out becase the Bueno on 183 and McAurhtur is owned by a Pakistani.
This is great!
That’s spelled “ESE”, mariposa.
I’m gonna go eat some nacho chips and salsa to show my solidarity.
In Jeff’s case, it’s spelled “OSO”, maricon…
Crack jokes all you want Goldstein, but all the famous comedians are on the other side, man. All of them.
I for one can’t take it anymore, it’s too much of a sacrifice.
I’m going to start reading Kos so I’ll know what’s funny and what’s not. I can’t keep coming here day after day to laugh at someone who isn’t famous. That’s how Napoleon lost the war to the Christians man!
You just need to accept the fact that if Viacom doesn’t get paid, it just isn’t funny.
TW: job. See?!
I knew Jeff reminded me of someone. It’s Timothy Treadwell!
Well…back from my research jaunt. Appears everything is open with the exception of one bakery with a sign saying “cerrado, May 1”. No demonstrations, no large amount of people, several hispanics shopping in the grocery store.
Nothing, basically out of the ordinary.
That’s Jeff to us, Jefe to you, pendejo roso.
Hmmmm.
Frankly I must admit that I personally consider the concept that the way to garner sympathy is by intentionally annoying the hell out of people to be less than dramatically effective.
On the other hand the traffic was rather light this morning so I’m hoping for a repeat tomorrow.
My lunchtime sweet and sour chicken with wonton soup arrived strangely on time this afternoon.
you are a racist, jeffy.
saying “And before you go calling me “racist,†I should point out that some of my best friends are roofers and pool cleaners.” proves my point.
and, you are a dick.
si puede leer este, yo quiero decirte: chingate pinche pendejo. pienso que estas joto, y no puede usa su miente, que no se existe.
not a surprise coming from the racist, jingoist, bigotted, hate and bile-filled right. just another day in rich affluent white man’s land.
[Jesus, prozacula. Not only are you tone deaf and irony impaired, but you do nothing but attack me or my commenters with a string of accusations for which you have no basis. You are wretched and pathetic. And now, you’re also gone. Bye! – ed]
The places I went today had fewer people working, but the quality of the service was unchanged.
Indeed. Case in point: Prozacula.
Ejacula,
Thanks for making Jeff’s case. keep up the good work.
Now don’t yo have a rally to attend
A note from “prozacula“‘s comment. He appeared to feel that Jeff’s asshole should be fucked, among other things; and his grammar seemed to be off, although that may just be a detriment in my classroom Spanish. At any rate, the irony of his outburst is that, as far as neocon imperialists go, Jeff is pretty damn soft on the undocumented guest worker front.
Prozacula,
Su conocimiento de la lengua española es muy lesbiano y antipático a las empanadas de otras razas.
adios muchacho,
peter.
RLS, If you’re talking about the Avenue that I think you’re talking about, it’s about four blocks from my house. I haven’t really been able to discern anything different about today than any other day aside from an extra car in the yard across the street.
This from the pinhead who lectured us yesterday about humor, satire and irony.
Oh, now I get it, irony is like if you call someone a hateful bigot while assuming that because of his views he has to be a rich white man. Is that right?
Not to mention that “rich affluent” is redundant.
TW: between. As in, “There’s nothing between his ears.”
Jim,
Independence Avenue, east of The Paseo to about Hardesty.
There is a theory around Atlanta that our horrible rush hour traffic is due to absurdly-low speed limits. I have another theory that compliments that one: that there is a very significant amount of traffic consisting of illegal drivers (be they in the country illegally, or simply unlicensed or uninsured, or some combination thereof) who will strive to obey all traffic laws, especially speed limits, in an attempt to avoid an encounter with law enforcement while they commute. Is this a plausible theory?
Oh…I did notice a Mexican funeral procession on my way out there…..and it had moved only about a block when I was returning.
Perhaps only one set of jumper cables?
Duncanville to Los Colinas in 18 minutes?
Wow. The Colony to Empire Central in about 25.
Yep, that’s the one.
Some imaginative color schemes along that stretch…
Hey, that’s one of them furrinn languages, ain’t it?
sw: let. Let my people go. Er, come. Or, stay. Whatever.
That is being polite.
Well, “imaginative” in this case meaning “probably not legal in Overland Park” Heh.
Probably not legal in lots of local areas, including where some of it is now.
Wait- Jeff is rich and affluent? Who knew?
In Kansas City? I doubt it (that any particular color and/or color scheme is illegal, that is). And even if it was, they wouldn’t bother to enforce it anyway. (Reference my earlier post about cars in the yard.)
Jim,
Yeah…just down the block from my business is a hell hole (somewhat cleaned up now) with a bunch of thieves that block the street and trash the area. I actually have to go down there and take pictures and e-mail them to the city. It has taken about a year, but now they come down when I complain and clean the area out. I think the kicker was when I told them I was going to call the police about a disabled car up on locks with a bunch of kids playing around it.
I have always said that there are no “bad neighborhoods” just “bad people” that live there.
What galls me is that there is all these trashy areas around here and I get letters in the summer regarding the height of my grass (weeds). I also pay a “ton” of property taxes and haven’t seen a snow plow on my street in 13 years.
This one time, at band camp? I stuck a flute in my pussy.
I refered to you as a pinhead earlier, and now want to apologize to all the pinheads out there. I was out of line.
Jeff, could I borrow a few bucks?