The Mexican American Dream
by Johnny HolidayThe trip across the border to the United States isn't what it used to be, before walking became running, running became jumping, and jumping became swimming through a piranha infested moat three miles wide with razor wire fences on one side and Southerners with shotguns and mutton chops on the other.
It takes guts, and lots of them.
Unfortunately, it doesn't require a valid visa, adherance to INS policies, or a basic understanding of the English language.
But lets face it, if Mexicans are stealing your job, you suck. At life.
You know whose job they aren't stealing? Mine. Because I don't suck at it.
Long ago, when our forefathers first settled this great land, they brought with them a little thing called the American Dream. Along with small pox, the American Dream helped them to subdue the Red Man.
The American Dream ("TAD") has evolved since that time, slowly becoming less about conquest and domination and more about freedom & personal ideals, especially since the 1950s.
Much like TAD, the Mexican American Dream is about taking advantage of life in a land of opportunity.
It is having a place to call your own, strung with Christmas lights year round, and a car getting rusty in the back yard, or possibly the front yard, depending on how well your community enforces city ordinances.
It is about having a wife and family in Mexico, and a wife and family in the United States, and both of your wives are overweight, and look surprisingly like your mother, but will never cook as well as she does.
It is what every Mexican man who leaves their life behind in Mexico and swims through that moat with the lasers and the razorwire (the lasers are new) comes to this great country to find.
It is the Mexican American Dream, and it is coming soon to a community near you.
