Here's an interesting poem by Luis Alberto Urrea titled "Progress, Plastic Adobe, Get yer Churros!" (
edited for naughty words)
EL PASO'S CITY council is planning
to demolish the historic Segundo Barrio
where much of the Mexican revolution was
plotted and planned, where Pancho Villa
ate ice cream cones and his men got drunk and went to
church, where Francisco Madero plotted & where
Mariano Azuela finished the classic novel, Los de abajo. And
where Teresita and Tomás went to live after the
older city council forced them out of their house
up on the hill for attracting too many unsavory Mexicans.
Same as it ever was.
So now the city wants to tear down the historic
Mexican village in the heart of the city and at the heart of the history of both countries, and they want to replace it with a “Lifestyle Center.” A shopping mall. I was sad when my ol’ pal Susie Byrd explained: They will tear down the Mexican village to build a faux representative Mexican village!
Teresita’s house, for example, will be a parking lot.
Progress!
Plastic adobe! Clean authentic Chinese
Mexican paving tiles! Burbling fountains!
Sanitary “Mexican” restaurants serving the best
blueberry margaritas and processed cheez-food
mega-nachos! La Gap, La Banana Republic,
El Tower Records Superstore selling the latest in
peasant music and fashions! 7-11 could concoct a new
authentic “Mexicanny” guava Slurpee! No beaners in sight!
No unsavory smells of caca, frijoles, dogs, goats,
history, or cigarettes. No borrachos. No p*tas. No friggin’
lowriders, though the lowriders could probably get a gig
taking tickets at the Teresita parking facility.
Wandering Puerto Rican and Guatemalan mariachis!
Chocolate shops selling cowsh*t and burrosh*t
joke chocolate patties! T-shirts of Pancho Villa
hanging out where there is no trace of his having been anymore or ever again!
Go, El Paso, go!
I wondered aloud if they were going to install
animatronic Mexican robots. They could have robot
women nursing android babies and old fiberglass cobblers hammering nails into rubber cowboy boots, bandido droids
rolling by at 10:30, Noon, and 3:45
on solar-powered electric hybrid horses.
Churros! Git yer churros rat cheer!
Paso Del Sur