For months I’ve been nudging my friend Manny. You see he was keeping a secret from his people and himself. I couldn’t blame him, Manny is a Latino in his 30s, his family and most of his friends would have a hard time accepting his secret identity.
I met Manny Down in San Diego awhile back and right away, I knew there was something different about him. In an office full of… slackers, he’d show up early for work and he always dressed sharp. No, I’m not saying Manny was gay it was much worse than that. He didn’t know it yet but Manny was a Republican.
We’ve stayed in touch via social media where I noticed he displayed latent conservative tendencies. Bright and ambitious with a deep devotion to his family and faith. A refreshing lack of resentment towards successful people – even rich gabachos. A good sense of humor, thick skin and of course, guns!
So from time to time I’d kid him about being a closet Republican which he vehemently denied but his cholo buddies would sometimes chime in with “Esé he’s right man, open your eyes!” Which inevitably led to rousing, sarcastic chants of “BUILD THE WALL! BUILD THE WALL!”
But from little acorns grow mighty oaks and last weekend Manny let me know via instagram, my suspicions were correct, he’s now… well not necessarily a flaming Republican but he’s been totally red pilled. He’s off the reservation. Not because I’m a clever guy no, because Manny is a genuinely smart guy.
Stay strong mi hermano. May your powder be ever dry and may our tribe prosper and flourish!
These days, California has devolved into a place where many people seem to have a hard time determining what they actually are.
Ironically at the same time, some Californians are finding it easier to figure out what they aren’t.