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This is the end

 

Effective immediately, I have removed my Instagram account. I am, in a word, done. This feeling has been growing for some time and I am so over social media as a whole – now more than ever. So, I no longer have any social media. I am officially anti-social. Surprise, surprise to any who know me. 

If you’ve read anything I’ve written in the past 10 years then you know how I feel about social media; it’s poison. Instagram was the last straw. I tried for a long time to ignore that they were owned by Facebook but I can ignore that no longer. This is the end of the road for me as far as social media goes. 

I am of the opinion that social media is what is wrong with society. It has ruined society. It has turned us all against one another and distracted us from what’s important in life. It will continue to poison and rot everything to the core as long as we allow it to and I see no end to that in sight. I no longer want to participate in that. 

I’m grateful I was alive and able to experience life before the internet existed. We had no idea how great life was then. I wish more people took the initiative to walk away from social media but I realize that I am alone on that path. So be it. Social media is poison for the mind and soul. 

Rest assured, BSP is not done. I am not done. I will continue, just without any social media. Any future communication from me will be here. If you want to get ahold me, you should know how by now. Otherwise I’m going to focus on writing books. 

Fuck social media.  

~C/S~ 

I don’t have a clever title for this

“How’s that working out for you?”

“What?” 

“Being clever.”

“Great…”

“Keep it up then.”

If I told you how many times that conversation runs through my head you’d think I was nuts. Ah, who am I kidding? You probably already think I’m nuts. And maybe I am…

Or maybe you’re nuts for being here, reading this. We’ll leave that be for now. I hate that being on social media consists of trying to be clever; we claw and scrape and make fools of ourselves for imaginary internet points and fake ass followers. What a fucking joke. It’s not working out for me, folks and I do not want to keep it up. I want out. Fuck being clever.   

Also, I do feel like a crazy person in that it is constantly on my goddamn mind whether I have said something before or not. I wonder if all writers deal with this kind of anxiety? I wonder (constantly): have I said this before? Am I repeating myself? How many times have I written about this? It’s frustrating and maddening. When you have been online as long as I have and written as much material as I have, you’re bound to repeat yourself. I hope it’s not too often. 

I guess this is why some older writers have archivists who know their work inside and out. For the rest of us, us working class unknown dipshits, I guess we’re screwed and doomed to repeat ourselves.  

Anyway, hello. I guess I should update this thing. *looks around* It’s been a while…sheesh. Continue reading I don’t have a clever title for this

Top 10 moments in Chicano Cinema according to this Chicano

Out of sheer boredom I started to think of my favorite moments from Chicano films – there are many. This took me on a trip down memory lane. This also took a lot longer than I expected and was a lot more difficult than I imagined. One, because the number of films is limited and many of the actors are the same, but also because there’s too many moments in the few films to choose from to squeeze into a list of just 10. Everyone has their own favorites, these are some of mine. 

This is not meant to be an all encompassing list as I’m sure I’ve forgotten some and overlooked others. There are many moments in mainstream films that feature a Chicano actor that could have been included as well. 

Without going into a huge dissertation about the finer points of Chicano film (and I could if I tried), for me, many of these scenes and characters resonate because we see ourselves and our experiences in them. It is related to the experience of why I started publishing books to begin with –  I wanted to see myself and those like me, on a bookshelf – because, sadly, that experience is so rare. It is the same in film. Don’t believe the Hollywood “woke” hype – we are still invisible in Hollywierd.  

When you see yourself reflected on the big screen it makes an impression on you – at least it did me. I don’t think that is as prevalent in other cultures because it is such a rarity in Chicano film, and when it’s done right, a treasure. 

As one of my readers pointed out:

It was more interesting, for me, to see what I was living portrayed on screen, because I wasn’t really seeing anything like how I lived/talked on a movie screen.” – Voodoodrew78

Note: These are personal choices that were either striking, memorable or related to my own personal experiences as a Chicano. As always, opinions will vary so I don’t expect people to agree with all or any of my choices. I included a brief (Ha!) reason why I chose the scene underneath the clip.   

I also included some runners up and responses from my Instagram post asking people what their favorite moments were – they’re at the bottom. Feel free to leave your choices/thoughts as well in the comments. 

Enjoy.

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Carnal, Show a Little Love

 
End of Hostilities: The termination of a declared war or armed conflict by simple cessation of hostilities.
 
 
I’d like to take this time to remind you all that in 2012 four gentlemen allegedly from The Aryan Brotherhood, Black Guerrilla Family, North and South put their differences aside after 50 years of warfare behind the walls into a united front known as Prisoners Human Rights Movement to dismantle the use of indefinite solitary confinement.
 
This movement lead to a lawsuit settlement and a End of Hostilities between all races behind the walls, the largest and longest hunger strike in history and a cease fire between North and South. This End of Hostilities reached Santa Clara County Jails in 2016 who followed suit embarking on their own hunger strike including North, South, Black, White and Asian under the banner of Prisoners United. A federal lawsuit followed and a total demolition of the hoyo in East Little Max!

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