We’ll talk about Race on Gadfly Radio tonight, with respect to the Redistricting Commission, their actions and the profile of one of the Commission Members

The issue of Race and Ethnicity has gummed up the gears of redistricting. The CA State Democratic Party is lording over counties and cities for power, to keep power within the Party centralized as opposed to localized by regions and natural communities, or in vintners’ terms, micro climates.

These State wide Political leaders and the Statewide public employee unions that control both parties to some degree, and the Democratic Party, almost entirely. The State Democratic Party leaders are petulant arrogant politicians, with few exceptions, and barely a few whimpers. Senator Gloria Romero, retired is an exception, but she’s termed out. We have no real effective leaders who stand with the entrepreneurial class, at a local level.

Redistricting in California is paramount. But not by race, but by principle of integrity of communities and regions.

I dig speaking Spanish, Español and I dig being Mexican American. Why not? That’s what I am! I have some great stories to share about it. But for the sake of our financial solvency and integrity, I want my leaders to respect enterprising individuals who work, and who create jobs, good jobs and who do good work for the community. I don’t care if they’re Latino. I care about their principles that support enterprise or don’t. And I want more than lip service.

About the political districts, communities should be in tack as much as possible. Politicians need to be connected with and accountable to their cohesive communities.

I more than dig speaking Spanish. I am a real authentic Mexican American. I have roots in New Mexico, Texas, and across the border, in Mexico, in Durango and in Ojinaga. All of my mother’s family and much of my father’s migrated to California from Texas, in the 60’s. There were lots of jobs here. Good factory jobs. I grew up in Southern California. We came here when I was about three years old.

I lived in Barcelona, Spain, my junior year abroad as a UCLA student. I took a fifth year to complete my studies, and I went back to Spain between my fourth and fifth year. Barcelona was particularly interesting to me because they speak Catalan in the region of Catalonia, or Cataluña as the Catalans say it. I remember thinking for the first time how I got the concept of bilingualism, because Catalan was there long before the region became politically a part of Spain. I went there the first time only three years following the death of Franco, Generalissimo Franco, who’d reigned as dictator from 1938 until June 8, 1973 and died on Nov 20, 1975. He’d been dead a little over 3 years. They hated him. Their language had been forbidden under his regime. They had preserved it and the majority of the Catalan people had preserved their fluency in the language subversively.
Yet, it not only is a region in Spain, a beautiful region with coast line on the Mediterranean, and with the Southern tip of the Alps gracing the northern portion of this northern most region. It is a beautiful region, but equally notable, it is one of the most economically vital regions in Spain. And they do it their way. I loved that. I wish that it could have been this way for the Mexicans who were here before here stopped being Mexico and became the U.S. God forbid we were part of Mexico in that we wouldn’t know American enterprising culture. But, imagine if the culture had been strong and preserved and also had adapted the American enterprising culture. What a dynamic and delightful place this would be.

Instead we had a group that wants us to forget Spanish and “just be American” on one hand, and on the other we have these incompetent boobs who insist we need to vote for them because they’re like us( if you’re Hispanic) as if all Hispanics were the same, as if there were no distinctions between being Puerto Rican, or from Central America or South America. Heck, there are distinction between the Mexicans who were from the South West, on both sides of the border which materialized in the mid 1800s.