For as long as I can remember, I’ve spent Labor Day doing much less than labor. It’s a day of relaxing as far as I’m concerned.
Cinco de Mayo or for you non-Spanish majors, the 5th of May, is upon us. It is not Mexico’s Independence Day which is in fact September 16. Cinco de Mayo is not a federal Mexican holiday at all. Its first observance actually began in the state of California. That’s right. The U-S-of-A. To this day, the festivities include indulgence in traditional Mexican food, drink, music, and dance.
I’m not a fan of ignorance – not even when ignorance comes in vacuum-packed, travel-sized, cute packages that seemingly harm no one. It’s one of my pet peeves that some people choose to simply embrace and consume ignorance rather than question what, where, or why behind something.
An embryo with a bloodied nose
Paraplegics with painted toes
Diaspora with nowhere to go
And stranger fruits still unexposed