Ruega por nosotros

Have you heard the one about the undocumented Mexican woman who goes to court seeking a restraining order against her verbally and emotionally abusive husband? Well, the substitute judge in LA Superior Court, Bruce Fink, thought he was doing her a favor by telling her to leave the court or be deported.

In last Friday’s hearing in Pomona, Fink asked Gonzalez if she was in fact an illegal immigrant.

“I’m illegal,” she said.

“I hate the immigration laws that we have,” the judge responded, according to the court transcript, “but I think the bailiff could take you to the immigration services and send you to Mexico. Is that what you guys want?”

Fink then asked Salgado if he wanted his wife deported. Salgado replied he was helping his wife get her legal papers, according to the transcript.

“But she’s an illegal alien, right?” Fink said. “She has no right to be here at this point, correct?

“Yes,” Salgado said.

At that point, Fink warned Gonzalez to either leave his courtroom or risk arrest.

“I’m going to count to 20, and if you people have left this courtroom and disappeared, she isn’t going to Mexico forthwith,” Fink said, according to the court transcript. “One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. When I get to 20, she gets arrested and goes to Mexico.”

After Gonzalez left the courtroom, Fink asked Salgado if he wanted to stay, and he said yes.

Fink then dismissed the case: “Well, she brought the proceedings, and if she’s not here to go forward, I guess all of the requests are denied.”

On Wednesday, Fink, who has been a family law attorney for 35 years, insisted he was seeking what he thought was an agreeable solution for both parties.

“What I saw was nothing more than some yelling and screaming between a husband and wife,” he said.

“I also saw that they really didn’t want to not be together anymore.”

If he had issued the restraining order, Fink said, “we’d wind up with exactly the opposite of what these people wanted.”

“The cure could be far worse than the illness,” he said. LA Times

The story immediately reminded me of Chispa. After her first year in law school, Chispa worked at a public law agency that helped women like Aurora with their VAWA cases. I remember her telling me that it wasn’t too different from being a counselor, except that now there was a legal aspect and she was working with “clients” rather than students. That work fit in perfectly with her interests in immigration law.

Chispa just graduated from law school in May. Even though she’s now back in LA, I still haven’t seen her as she was intensely studying for the Bar.

As I read the story last Friday, I wondered what Chispa would have said about the judge’s reaction to Aurora Gonzalez. I probably would have been something along the lines of what immigration law experts said.

But immigration law experts said Fink overreached by issuing the threat. A state judge has no authority to order an arrest for violation of federal immigration laws, they said.

Regardless, Gonzalez, who lives in a domestic abuse shelter, would probably have been granted a stay of any deportation proceeding under the federal Violence Against Women Act, said Ed Pilot, a Beverly Hills immigration attorney.

“By issuing the restraining order, it could help her on her VAWA case,” he said. Also, if Gonzalez had a pending application for legal residency, as asserted, she would have been allowed a grace period while the issue was resolved, he added.

Fink “may have had the best intentions in the world,” Pilot said, “but he’s treading into an area that he understandably is not an expert on.”

Victor Nieblas, an immigration attorney and adjunct professor of immigration law at Loyola Law School in Los Angeles, agreed that Gonzalez would probably have been protected.

“This is what the judge doesn’t understand,” Nieblas said. “You can’t assume that because someone is here without documents that the automatic result is deportation.”

Apparently, Fink was dismissed.

***

Prayer candles A week after we initially met, Chispa and I found ourselves in the Sproul Hall lobby on a Sunday morning with a couple other women in the Freshmen Summer Program. We were waiting for Maria a peer counselor/resident assistant who had posted signs in the hallways and bathroom announcing that any student who wanted to go to Mass Sunday morning should meet in the lobby a little after 9.

Our faith has been one of the many things we’ve had in common since then and it showed. Chispa frequently asked me to pray for her or her family, something I saw my own family and fellow parishioners doing all the time. The requests were numerous over the past eight years, but this time there was no email or verbal request. I didn’t need one. I think the three-day California Bar exam warrants a prayer or two.

I hope and pray that Chispa does well on the Bar. Judging from what happened to Aurora Gonzalez, I’m sure California could use more good immigration lawyers.

Around the corner

Wednesday, July 12

For some reason, I took the long way when I exited the 10 west on to Robertson Boulevard. Rather than go south toward National, I headed north past Hamilton High School.

I saw news vans and people gathered on the lawn. A bright light showed someone in a suit holding an 8×10 picture of a woman. I thought, “oh no. Something happened. A shooting?”

I made a left on to Cattaraugus and passed by apartment buildings and people who seemed to be consoling each other. The feeling was eerie.

I got home and turned on the television to catch the 10 o’clock news. I searched for Hamilton High on Google News and I found my answers.

Anna Interiano, 16, was shot about 1:30 p.m. Tuesday as she walked with friends in an alley in the 8900 block of Cadillac Avenue, about three blocks from the campus, the Los Angeles Police Department reported. Interiano was taken to a hospital in critical condition, and died five hours later.

The suspects appeared to be gang members, but the girl was an innocent victim and was not a gang member, said LAPD Officer Mike Lopez of the Media Relations office. (ABC7)

There’s more to the story. According to the CBS 2 news story Anna’s brother Christian Espinoza told school officials that his sister had warned school police officers about some suspicious guys driving around the school and showing off guns.

After speaking to a crisis team member, Christian left and found that his car had been ticketed for illegal parking. He kicked and shattered a windshield of a police car (LA Times).

Sunday, July 16

On Friday I took a break from the conference in San Diego and checked the news. I found more news that disturbed me.

Late Thursday, two young Latino males were shot to death at Cadillac and South Garth avenues, mere blocks from Tuesday’s shooting. The latest shootings, which appeared to be gang-related, occurred at about 8:15 p.m. as Mayor Antonio Villaraigosa attended a nearby vigil for Ana, police said. (LA Times)

The article wasn’t even about those two young men who died on the street. It was about how Robertson Boulevard serves as a divider between wealthy/middle class neighborhoods such as Beverlywood and Cheviot Hills and poorer areas full of dense apartments.

I live on the western side of Robertson. The violence isn’t supposed to affect me.

Monday, July 17

In 1995, Michael was shot to death outside of a 7-11 a few blocks away from the street where we all grew up. Michael was Danny’s age and at the time he died, no older than 16. He also had one son and another on the way. If the LA Times would have covered his death, “gang related” would have been written as the reason for his death and his name would have been replaced with “teenage Latino male.”

Danny and Michael were both troublemakers, but they weren’t bad kids. I saw a lot of Michael as he lived just a few houses away from us, his sister was my age and I would often go over there to play.

I always thought I was somewhat sheltered because Michael was the only person I know who died violently. We grew up in the suburbs. These things aren’t supposed to happen there. But they do, and I read about them through Google News updates.

Anna, the anonymous two young Latino males, and Michael all died around the corner from my home. I hope that their families find peace.

Lotería Chicana at the ¡Lotería! Grill

botella

Did you know that I write for blogging.la? Well, sort of. I haven’t written anything in a couple of weeks mainly because it is hard for me to come up with a topic at times.

However, if you want to keep track of what I write there, you can subscribe to posts I write with this RSS feed.

Also, for those of you who are in LA, perhaps you have time to come out tonight to the 3rd Annual LA Bloggers (and blog readers) get together thingy.

Details
Place: The Farmers Market (on 3rd and Fairfax). Blogging.la folks will be near the southwest corner by the ¡Lotería! Grill, a lemonade stand and Starbucks.
Time: 6 pm ’til closing

Why? I’ll be there! Plus blogging.la will be buying beer and lemonade for folks, if you get there earlier. If you’re interested in going and want to meet up comment or send me an email. Maybe I’ll find my cell phone by then. (Gee, this is not a good week for me and technology, huh?)

Prefiero el Mundial en español… ¿y qué?

Mexican fans rock

For some strange reason, an editor at the LA Times gave John Ziegler, an AM radio host, space to make poorly written arguments and turn an enjoyable event like the World Cup to discuss the politics of assimilation.

Ziegler tries to draw links between watching World Cup soccer on Univision, as opposed to ABC or ESPN, and immigration from “the South” (but he really just means Mexico). He writes

THE HEART OF the debate over illegal immigration comes down to the problem of assimilation. For many of us who generally oppose the silent invasion from the south, if those who broke the law to come here acted as if their true loyalties were with the United States, then much of the fire in this highly combustible subject would be doused.

While at first glance it may seem an odd place to find enlightenment on the issue, the local TV ratings for games involving Mexico and the United States in the ongoing World Cup may provide some of the best evidence yet of where Spanish-speaking immigrants’ true loyalties lie. (for the rest)

He then goes on to make some rather lame points. First, he compares the LA broadcast ratings for the first few games Mexico and the US played. The total percentage of households that watched Mexico play in either English or Spanish was 28.1 and 19.8 for the US games. Second, the ratings for the Mexico games were much higher than those for the US games on Univision (21.7 to 11.8).

Ziegler reads these numbers and interprets them to mean that Spanish-speaking immigrants (codeword for Mexicans) have divided loyalties. I told Isa this and she said what I was thinking, “Our loyalties are not divided. They’re all for Mexico.”

Sort of. I ardently cheered for Mexico in all their games. My eyes got watery when I heard the national anthem. I was despondent when el Tri tied Angola, sad that they lost to Portugal but relieved that they advanced to the round of 16, even if it was de pansazo. I didn’t watch the US vs. Czech Republic match because I was at work. I didn’t cry when they lost 3-0 but still cringed. I cheered for the US against Italy and was glad that they tied. I watched Ghana beat the US and didn’t feel bad about it. In fact, I was glad Ghana won.

Can Ziegler be right? Does cheering for el Tri make me anti-assimilation? No. If you want to see my views on assimilation, you might want to look at other indicators. I’m definitely acculturated, but I’m wary of assimilation especially if it means giving up my mother tongue and connection to mis raíces. Still, I can’t deny the fact that I read Ziegler’s op/ed piece in an English language newspaper and am writing this post in English.

Did hoping for Ghana to win in their game gainst the US make me un-American? Nope. It just made me want to see the US not come in first in an important international competition. It’s nice to see an underdog win. By advancing to the round of 16, I’m sure the Ghanaian national team made their people much happier than a round of 16 berth would have made the US. Apparently, everything stopped in Ghana for the game, but people here barely care about the World Cup.

Ziegler may have had numbers, but he had no idea how to make sense of them. This is soccer, not a war. Watching games in Spanish is a simple personal preference.

1) Just because you watch the game on Univision does not mean you are an immigrant. Hell, I’ve watched almost every game on Univision and I was born in the US, am bilingual, and an upright citizen. Okay, I don’t know about the upright part, but I do take my civic duties seriously. But serioulsy, a lot of my Flickr buds agree with me.

2) This isn’t about assimilation or whether or not we’re becoming American. The definition of American should not be confined to cheering for the US team and watching the games in English. To me it is about sports, competition, cheering for the underdog and connecting with people. Cheering for el Tri just feels right.

3) As César (El Más Chingón) wrote in reply to CAD’s question, “real soccer fans know it’s Univision all the way.”

Have you actually watched the games in English? I fully understand both Univision and ABC/ESPN and choose Univision. Why? It’s not because I’m anti-assimilation or want to be more Mexican, it’s simply because the English language broadcasters are boring. They talk about the US as two other teams are playing. They also bring io politics which isn’t something you want to hear about when your mind is on soccer. My friends, Yousef and Mohammad, switched to Univision while watching Mexico vs. Iran because they got tired of the commentators talking about invading Iran. They don’t even speak Spanish, but it was better than ABC. I also noticed while watching Italy vs. US on Univision that ABC was delayed a few seconds. Finally, I had to watch Mexico’s games against Angola and Portugal in English because I don’t have cable TV.

Now, for the reasons I prefer Univision. I like to hear the commentators exuberantly call out “¡goooool!” I love the Coca Cola Borghetti/ice cube commercial and the fact that they show all the games. I can’t stand to hear Spanish names mispronounced and watching Mexico play while listening to the announcer speak Spanish just makes more sense.

Ziegler, it’s fútbol. Es la Copa Mundial. It should be enjoyed in whatever language helps to make the experience better. Para mi, esa idioma es español.

Mil palabras: danza

Margarita y the copal
Margarita at UCLA (October, 2005)

I’ve been going consistently to danza ensayos (practices) consistently for about 10 months now with a hiatus in the fall because of class. In the winter quarter, I used the practices and workshops the group held for my qualitative methods course. I took notes and really didn’t dance, but did participate in other aspects.

One of the main things that I noticed while taking fieldnotes was that families were a central part of the group. It’s the same with many other danza groups in and around LA. I don’t dance with my parents, siblings or brothers, but did start going after a long time friend (Ralph) invited me last summer. Even though my family isn’t there at danza with me, I still feel that sense of familia with the members who regularly attend.

The actual physical activity of dancing may bring its own rewards and personal fulfillment, but the people keep me going back.

Mil palabras: Emergent movement

Exiting at MacArthur Park/Westlake Metro Station
Westlake/MacArthur Park Metro Station

I’m still working on trying to put my thoughts together to express something coherent on how I felt at the end of the day on May 1st.

I’m not quite sure of how I fit in to this emergent movement or what my role is or should be. I’m not an immigrant and am not working class. I don’t want to speak for anyone, but know that this is one of those situations where my voice [unfortunately] carries more legitimacy because I speak the language, don’t have an accent, I was born here and have a couple of letters after my name. That privilege sucks… ’cause really what the hell do I know?

No work, no school, no buying, no selling

You know what I think is super cool about Blogotitlán? Well, that many of us have similar viewpoints on issues like undocumented immigration. It’s not necessarily that we all think the same, but we do have different experiences that inform the way we see things and I find it much more comfortable to talk about my decision to join the boycott here than on blogging.la.

I also love the fact that my scope of May Day/A Day Without an Immigrant is not just about Los Angeles or Southern California. I can go through my RSS feeds or Flickr and see photos from all over. Dude, we really need to get planning on that meetup.

Right now, I should be resting, but I was too eager to upload all of my photos (90+). It’s hard to choose a favorite, but for now I’ll leave you with Petra, my roommate’s mother. She inspired Isa to join the boycott. Isa and I made a few signs in the morning. The following sign was my idea, Isa made it, and Petra carried it. It seemed to be a hit.

Petra's sign got a lot of attention

Un día sin una hija/nieta de inmigrantes

Tío Sabas, Mamá Toni & baby Tía Chilo, and Tía Josefa A few days ago, I still had not made a decision on whether I’d be staying home from work and school on Monday, May 1st. The decision didn’t come easily despite years of activism around immigrants’ rights and an academic interest in immigrant students.

I realized that I wasn’t the only one feeling this way. Isa, my roommate and a teacher at a LAUSD high school hadn’t decided when we spoke about the topic on Thursday night. She was unsure about skipping out on the first day of classes when she returns for B track (she’s on a year-round schedule). I didn’t want to skip work after a short week at my new job. We also both knew that our jobs — positions that require advanced degrees — are not the types where most immigrants from Mexico are concentrated. It’s easy to go a day without spending, but not teaching or working with students didn’t come easy. I’ve read other Latina/o bloggers who are also conflicted (Jenn, Xoloitzquintle, and MsABCMom). They are all educators and feel that the education of their students will also contribute to the boycott and overall goal of empowering Latinas/os.

Although I respect decisions to go to work, I know that I had to change my mind. I thought of my grandparents who came here with several children in hopes of a better life. Although my parents and their families did not come as undocumented immigrants, I know well that I have a number of extended family members and good friends who do not have that privilege. I considered the day I walked along campus observing a display of crosses set up in remembrance of men and women how had died crossing the US-Mexico border. It all seemed rather abstract considering most of the people close to me are not immigrants and have not had to sneak across the border. Well, it was abstract until I read a cross with “____ Mosqueda, Guanajuato, Mexico.” I can’t remember the first name. I know it was a common name, probably José, Jesús or Juan. But the last name and state of origin struck me. This man (or boy?) who shared my name and home state in Mexico had died in the harsh territory separating the country my family came from and the country in which I live.

My privilege as the daughter of immigrants, graduate student, and US citizen became incredibly clear that afternoon. It’s something I know other young Chicanas/os and Latinas/os also identify with, including César Cuauhtémoc García Hernández (el not-so-dailyTexican’s hermanito) who wrote at alternet

I will join the boycott because my privilege demands it. I am a citizen of this country, a well-educated man with a love of justice. I must speak now because the people who clean my classrooms might not be able to, because the people who prepare the restaurant dinners I eat might not be able to, because the people about whose lives Congress is debating cannot talk back except through the power of protest.

I will stand with my immigrant sisters and brothers because I recognize and value their contribution to our country. I will join the nationwide boycott because their work makes my privilege possible. I will join because, as the book of Leviticus teaches: “The stranger that dwelleth with you shall be unto you as one born among you, and you shall love him as thyself.” (Lev. 19:34).

Now… for how to figure out how to get to the marches in LA without having to drive (’cause I’ll surely be charged for parking) or getting some kind of pass for public transportation.

Notes:

In the photo, Mamá Toni holds her eldest daughter, Chilo, on her lap. Beside her stand her siblings Sabás and Josefa. When this photo was taken, my Papá Chepe had already left to work as a bracero in the US.

Chicana on the Edge has also written on the topic. Ktrion wrote about the concerns of potential little felons (if HR 4437 becomes law). Finally, I found a great piece ¿Qué onda Aztlán? by Oso Raro in response to the earlier protests and how the current activism around immigrants’ rights links to the Chicano Movement (thanks to Chicana on the Edge.

Mil palabras: opening day

Opening day!
Dodger Stadium

I attended my first opening day game on Monday. My good friend Gabby made sure I did it right with a Phillippe’s French dip sandwich, illegal tailgating, and plenty of beer. But there were things out of our control like the rain and how well the Dodgers did. Oh well, it all can’t go as planned or hoped.

Will the marches and Mexican flags spur a backlash?

gran marcha

Ralph had more to say on the issue I referenced below. The following was copied with minor edits from his MySpace blog.

Many are worried over the use of Latin American flags in marches and of the walk-outs around the Southwest to combat HR 4437. But we must ask ourselves is there not already a backlash against Latinos?

While I understand the use of the Stars and Stripes as a precautionary measure to calm the xenophobic tendencies of Anglos, especially in the wake of a 500,000 march of Latinos that filled the megatropolis core of Los Angeles, has it come to this point in the political tactics of Latinos that we must receive approval from Anglos for everything? We seek to make them understand that we are humans and deserve rights, as in the case of contesting HR 4437, but must we also seek approval from them for the manner in which we demonstrate our anger at their vindictive immigration policies… such as what type of shirts we wear and what we can or can’t wave at a march?

As we get rid of the flags of Latin-American countries, why not be even more cautions and also hold a march in which we only speak English, better yet… how about we ask that all the dark-skinned Latinos stay home during that march so that they see many of “us” look just like them? For the naysayer, I challenge you to realize that the GOP is like 7UP, it does not like Latinos, “never has and never will.”

In fact, Americans, widely known for their “linguistic tolerance” of Spanish do not understand Latino protest language either. Within the Latino community we understand the use of flags is to demonstrate the representation of protesters by national origin. Although paranoid Anglos take every act Latinos do as either anti-American or an act of un-Americanism. In the eyes of Anglo-Saxon America, Latinos will never be “Americans”… this is demonstrated in the widespread fear of Latinos stoked by AM radio and Lou Dobbs on CNN. Many say that flags of Latin American countries will create a “nativist backlash.” Even with out the marches, the high school walk-outs, and the Latino politicians in office, Anglo-American have already created a backlash against Latinos. Not because of the flags at a march or the message of the pro-humane treatment to migrants, but in reality the Anti-Immigrant hysteria created by the GOP, AM radio, and the Minutemen from the DNC to the RNC, from Sen. Fienstien to Tancredo, from the soccer moms to the NASCAR dads, the new anti-immigrant movement is a distraction by America of its own failures.

The truth is that Anglo-America failed to protect its own democracy from the Republican Neocons and Corporatists. This deadly duo dragged the Evangelicals (Abortion Clinic Bombers) and fringe neo-nazi militia men (Minutemen type) voting blocs around by three golden words come election day: “Gods, Gays, and Guns.” These 3 words have allowed the Republican Neocons and Corporatists to plunder the coffers of the United States with a war on the world that has cost the American people plenty in terms of jobs, government services, and international prestige…. instead of blaming themselves for voting Bush & Co. into office TWICE, they do what every generation of Americans have done before them… they blame immigrants!

The issues around the Latino response to HR 4437 and the Anti-immigrant movement need not go the way of the convoluted responses generated by the Latino political elite during Prop-187. We need not prove that Latino immigrants love America, or that they enrich America economically, or even that they are law abiding citizens, the issue here is that for the last three presidential administration: Bush Sr., Clinton, and Bush Jr, Americans have allowed its leaders to embark upon a path of neoliberal corporate exploitation of the U.S. and the world. Policies such as NAFTA, CAFTA, and FTAA have decimated the agricultural-base of Mexico and Central-American, thus creating a push-pull immigration factor for those affected by neoliberal economic policies of Bush/Clinton/Bush through out the Western Hemisphere, forcing them to find refuge within the epicenter of that economic disaster called global capital… the United States of America.

Some may tell Latino youth to stay in school and learn about America and study English before they walk out to protest for the rights of the Undocumented. I scoff at those racists remarks and I challenge everyone Latino, Anglo, Asian, African-American alike to learn about the world of Neoliberal corporate globalization that you allowed to be ushered in on your watch. Look to the actions and teachings of the Zapatistas that clearly define what must be done to combat neoliberalism in la Sexta Declaración de la Selva Lacandona . We need not divisions or attempts to placate the beast, rather we need “a world in which many fit.”

“Para todos todo, y para nosotros nada!”

- Ollinkoatl (words and photo)