The Makings of a Man

There used to be a time when people just didn’t mix. There used to be a time when every Latin person in America was called, “Mexican.” If you are from up north, you know that this used to lead to fights because the Puerto Ricans been around since West Side Story. But Black folks just called everyone, “Mexican.” My grandfather still does. Aside, isn’t it funny that someone will be like, “I’m 100% Puerto Rican” but be from B Brooklyn? I just think that’s so funny. Black folks used to have some ish that they could call their own. It was probably like one Latino in your neighborhood, maybe one. Think back in the day, I remember my elementary school and there was one latina.  She was Columbian. Black people used to have basketball, now Al Horford and Greivis Vasquez are rising to prominence. We used to have football, now Mark Sanchez is here. We had rap, but Daddy Yankee is the highest selling hip hop artist worldwide. Everybody listens to Daddy Yankee, “A ella le gusta la gasolina … da me mas gasolina!” And we used to have women, Halle Berry wasn’t pushed out, Eva Mendes and Rosario Dawson just showed appeared from virtually nowhere. Halle took her ball and went home. Last but certainly not least, Melyssa Ford and Angel Lola Luv have got to be pissed because Rosa Acosta and Suelyn Medeiros came in with hammers and demanded to be seen. It’s like my grandfather always said, “Here’s the difference between Black people and Latinos, Black people were brought here, Latinos…they came here.”Or as George Lopez said, so eloquently, “We ain't going no...wheres!”

Anyway, it’s Hispanic Heritage Month and in true Latin form, they didn’t take a month, they decided to just carve it out where they wanted it. September 15th to October 15th, not September, not October, they made sure to get three paychecks in there.

Now, Black women may have an issue when a Latina walks in the room. In college, they used to call them, “Mira miras.” I always used to laugh about this, but as one Black female said, “They have their salsa and merengue, why don’t they stay the [expletive] over there?!” Because we all know where there’s smoke, there’s fire. And if you thought white girls walking in a party was a neck breaker, look at all the brothers when Latinas walk in the party. I'm going to come back to this in a few days.

Let’s Talk about music for a second...
We had Jimi Hendrix, they brought Carlos Santana. Let the record show, you know how we have Boys II Men, Aventura gets the party popping. Try some Aventura at your next house party and see if it don’t change your life. And don’t forget about that Fat Joe problem we had a few years back. I'm sorry but you can not  try to front like you wasn’t leaning back in the club. But that’s not the dude … the dude is Daddy Yankee. Daddy Yankee gets  an abundance of garden tools and female dogs. There are so many women who love that dude and he’s married! But anyway, reggaeton tore up the charts, we were in the club doing that same dumb reggaeton dance to Rompe, Gasolina and whatever else they could throw on.


Let’s Talk about partying for a minute …
Thank God for the Mexicans! Black people who don’t thank God for the Mexicans have no couth with themselves. Back in the day, we was perfectly fine to have our Colt 45, gin and juice, and the ladies had a little Mystic at the BBQ. A few years later, we was drinking Henny, (Remy as a substitute), and women were throwing back glasses of Moet and wondering why they were pissy drunk. The whole time this was going on, many were smoking weed. Someone is going to argue this with me, and I’m not going to argue back for some private reasons, but trust me, over 85% of the drugs entering the United States come through Mexico. If it wasn’t for the Mexicans there would not be such high volumes of weed.

But no really, thank God for the Mexicans, answer this question; If you really want to get the club popping what do you take shots of? PATRON!!! Patron has changed the game completely. Patron has ecstasy in it too. All this to say, once again let’s toast … actually no, let’s take shots to Hispanic Heritage Month.