White Versus Mexican Immigrants by E.M.

I’m white. I’ve never been made fun of for my color of skin. Even though I am an immigrant, people don’t know until I tell them. Because of the color of my skin.

A lot of the people I work with are Mexican-Americans. They were either born in the United States or they came here legally. One of my co-workers Edgar explains what it’s like being Mexican-American in the United States.“Yeah, sometimes the police still ask me for my papers because of the way I look. I’m legal but people don’t believe me because I’m Mexican.” If you live in America and you are originally from a different country or if you were born here and your skin is a different color you could have disadvantages.

If you look different than the general population then you will have problems.

People with different colored skin are discriminated against. Especially since Donald Trump is president, people are using that as an excuse to say racially charged things. Edgar also said “Since Donald Trump is in office it makes it a lot less safe for people like me to walk the streets without being questioned or people yelling hateful things.” People who look racially different are afraid to walk the streets because they fear that hate crimes will be committed against them.

I never had to deal with that. I could never know what that is like because I would never be made fun of for being white in America.

50% of hispanic adults were born in the United States according to Gallup.

According to CBS, white Americans are asking Mexican Americans if they are “ready to go back to where they came from”. The most hurtful things are said to Mexican Americans  for example “Can you even speak speak English?” and “Nobody cares for your kind, you’re hardly human just an animal.” If you are white you don’t get this kind of discrimination. Even if you are an immigrant you don’t get nearly as much if any discrimination. Solely based off of the color of your skin.

I would never hear someone discriminate against my race because they assume I was born in America. “People ask me all the time if I’m legal, especially since the election” says my co worker Julio. He has a very heavy spanish accent and his first language is spanish but he is a citizen of America. He’s just not white.

Even though racial inequality has lessened a lot in the past 100 years, there is still a lot that goes on. Personally I know that being an immigrant and also being white makes everything a lot easier.

I have lived here for 10 years and have never been discriminated against or told to go back to where I came from.

People just assume that we were born in America because we are white.

It was very easy for us to get a green card and citizenship. It was easy for my parents to find work, it was easy to get my sister and I into school, it was easy for us to get a house in a nice neighborhood. Just because we are white.

If you happened to immigrate from somewhere like Mexico imagine what you would face everyday. You would would face a lot of difficulties in all aspects of life. You would have issue finding jobs, you would get discrimination and hateful words from people who don’t even know you.  Even if you were an illegal immigrant, as long as you are white you would have a pretty easy life.

If you were a citizen but Mexican you would be more likely suspected of being illegal. People would make rude remarks about you having to go back across the border or now “back over the wall”. It would probably be more difficult to get a job and it would be a lot more difficult to get a green card.

In reality, this problem is probably never going to go away. With the president that we have and some of the remarks he makes about mexican immigrants gets other people to feel the same way publicly. It can be a dangerous place for hispanic people here. Only because they can’t change the way they look. They were born that way just like I was born white and in Canada.

Luckily I will never face that problem but I want you to think about how this might affect someone. I want to get the word out so that people think before they say.

How somebody looks shouldn’t affect how they are treated in society.

The president shouldn’t enforce racism.

“They love this country and they want this country to be great again. They are passionate.” Trump said after some of his supporters attacked a homeless Latino man. Just because he was Latino. According to the Huffington Post, Donald Trump supports hate crimes against hispanic Americans.

Why do we as a general population hate people because of the way they look? Why do we assume that just because someone is Mexican that they are illegal? We are supposed to be a country of freedom and acceptance. I suppose in the constitution they meant that all men are created equal…only if they’re white.


Valley Of The Dead by J.C.

El Pueblo Fantasma. The Ghost Town. The Murder Valley. Theses are only some of the titles that were given to my family’s home town, Juarez. Juarez has a population of 1.5 million people and lies next to the El Paso Texas border. This valley was home to my family for many years before the cartel made it there. My family left with intention to come back one day but as soon as my grandma Martha was able to go back the crime increased. In 2010, homicides were a daily thing averaging from 8 to 20 killings a day but never did I think my family would contribute to that statistic.  

In the book Drug Trafficking by Jill Sherman, it talks about the Global drug trade and the way drugs are transported and the violence between rival gangs. In the book it says “ Organizations that traffic drugs compete with one another for turf, or territory, because each group sells drugs in its own specific area.” My family was told my cousin Beto was in the cartel and he fought off other rival gangs. Beto and his best friend Junior were storing guns a few minutes away from my uncle’s house. The rival cartel came into town and stole all of the guns from Junior, Junior was killed without question. Beto was torn to hear this, his best friend was taken from him and it was hard to believe that someone I have walked my town with was slaughtered.

On a cold gloomy summer morning I got the worst news I’ve ever experienced, my cousin Beto was kidnapped by the cartel. He’d just gone to bed after working a 12 hour shift at the El Paso Border. He was a hard working young man and a family man, he’d do anything to give his daughter a life in such a hopeless country. He was asleep with his daughter and wife in the same bed when four men broke into his home looking for him. They asked his wife who he was and she gave them his name, Alberto Guzman. My cousin knew what was going to happen so he got out of his bed and began to dress himself. One of the men told him not to bother getting dressed and told him where he was going he didn’t need clothes.     

The drug war in Mexico isn’t between the Government and the and Cartel, the war is between the people and the cartel. The corrupt Mexican Government hasn’t done anything to stop the kidnappings in Mexico even when according the to Joshua Partlow, writer for the washington post stated Mexico reached an all time high record of 27,740 kidnappings in a year. An estimate of 20 percent of those 27,740 will not survive.

Weeks pass by as my family walks with their heads held down, we try and stay strong hoping for a sign my cousin is okay. It was late at night when my grandma got the news and early in the next day when I got the news, bodies were found near our town and one resembled my cousin according the police. My uncle Jaime went to go and confirm if that was my cousin but how could he identify this man if he was burned crucially, there was not one flake of skin left on this man but yet he resembled my cousin? This tore my family deep down, we were left with one other option and that was for a DNA scan from the body and DNA from my cousin. The average DNA scan take 60 days and we’ve been waiting 5 months.

Within these 5 months we’ve experienced a rollercoaster, a rollercoaster in the sense that we get good news then we’re brought back down. Despite the circumstances my uncle and his wife are experiencing they still did mass at their their church and held prayers for my family. My uncle Jamie’s church was everything to him and it was an outsource to his sons murder, but one day a gang member came to my uncles home and warned them if they do not get out of town in a week they’ll be slaughtered as well. As fast as my cousin was taken from our family, my family’s life in mexico was taken away as well.

My family lit up with hope when my cousin Beto reached his wife with a unknown number claiming he was okay and he’ll be home soon, he also said he was working on a farm for the cartel and when he was done he’d come home. Uncertain if this was truly my cousin my family still lost a little hope considering he texted his wife and nobody heard his voice. A couple weeks later a girl was kidnapped from our town and she aswell tetxted her mother saying she was fine and she was working on this farm with others who’ve been kidnapped as well. This news reached my uncle’s fast and now we’re all waiting hoping for the best and hoping we see Beto one day with his daughter in his arms.