Confessions Of A Hispanic Racist

Mar 22 by Elissa Roberson

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I have a bone to pick with Hispanics. Mainly illegals. Because I am one. Hispanic, that is — not illegal. I’m actually a fourth-generation Hispanic American on my mother’s side.  In fact, this shout-out also goes to all the liberals who insist on calling Hispanics a minority group in need of help.  Clearly, you gringos aren’t noticing what’s happening on the Mexican/American border or the huge population numbers in places like LA and San Diego that clearly beg to differ with the term “minority.” And those numbers are only growing.

I grew up no more than three hours from the Mexican/American border in mostly rural and agriculturally-based suburbs. For the first nine years of my life, my family and I lived in an area where white folks were actually in the minority and the majority spoke Spanglish (English with Spanish words and expressions scattered throughout a conversation) or just Spanish. My father was a white country boy whose family was from the South, and my mother is fully Hispanic; I saw the differences in attitudes towards both. Namely, I received strange looks that could only be described as the “What is that gringo doing with that little Spanish girl?” look from people when I was with my dad and people would speak English to me. On the flip side, accompanying my mother resulted in being spoken to in Spanish and in no way given strange looks from passers-by, as it was considered the “norm.” But it wasn’t whites projecting such discrimination. It was Hispanic immigrants giving my dad the funny looks.

Now in college, I’ve come to understand the concepts of financial aid, welfare, and assistance programs that supply resources to someone in “need.” I actually use that term very lightly considering how much “need” is really not needed. It’s ironic how much money there is for scholarships for immigrants and Hispanics, yet an American patriot has to struggle through college. Take for example my own father who, back in the day, was told by his high school counselor to give up the idea of receiving a scholarship unless he was an athletic superstar, simply because he was Caucasian with no other ethnic background whatsoever.  Still, California Governor Brown can’t wait for his DREAM Act to be enacted.  Discrimination much? Talk about a double standard.

The real fun is having to fill out school and scholarship applications in California. I don’t know about everyone else but for me, having to answer whether or not I’m a legal citizen, was born in the U.S., whether or not my parents are legal citizens, and what ethnic backgrounds I am is rather insulting. Can’t we just stick with “American citizen” or “Non-American citizen (if non-citizen, check all that apply)?”  Sorry, I forgot that policy is discriminatory against immigrants who might want to become legal citizens.

Many people have heard of the term “anchor babies” and the liberal Left’s glorification of immigrants, saying that Americans just need to realize “it’s high time that we, as the most diverse nation in the world, learn to love ourselves.” Give me a break. Anchor babies are the illegal immigrant’s saving grace.  Of course the U.S. isn’t just going to throw the parents and family of the child born within American borders back to Mexico!  Instead, we let them come here with their kids, grandparents, and extended family.  Not only that, they also manage to turn a 4-bedroom, 3-bath home into an apartment complex housing 3-4 families at a time. I’ve witnessed it.

But what really gets under my skin is the audacity illegal immigrants have.  It’s not an uncommon sight to go to the doctor’s office or store and see a woman with her children and a book filled with welfare and medical cards for each child and herself.  I’m talking dental and medical insurance, EBT cards, etc. She barely speaks a word of English, yet is usually the first to be taken care of while the rest of us tax-paying citizens watch helplessly from the sidelines as money we’ve earned goes to someone who hasn’t worked in the U.S. a day in their life.

Think I’m kidding? Come to Southern California, where it’s not uncommon to see the Mexican flag raised above the American flag (if the U.S. flag is present at all) not just on the flag poles in residential areas, but on bumper stickers, t-shirts, etc.  Or the common Mexican Pride gangster signs promoting Chicano supremacy.  Most who promote Chicano supremacy want California, Arizona, New Mexico, and Texas to be given back to Mexico and will protest while promoting civil unrest amongst immigrants, not to mention the rude looks you get if you don’t understand what they’re saying or speak their native language. And don’t forget the drug trade, which they use to acquire more money if the government isn’t dishing out what they think is their “fair share” (The LA Times, a liberal newspaper here in CA, has an overwhelmingly large section dedicated solely to drug-related crime on the border within the last four years.).

So here’s my problema: We’re giving free-ride education, welfare, medical care, and living arrangements to people who aren’t even legal citizens at a time when our own economy is tanking. Legal U.S. citizens are having trouble finding work, and we’re worried about offending people on the border?

As a conservative, I promote patriotism and freedom, yet I’m called a racist, heartless, a traitor, even so far as being called “white-man’s trash” (the more profane version) simply because I do not “sympathize” with “my people.” And I’m not the first the first to experience this.

If you move to another country, it’s because you agree with the laws of the new land and are willing to leave behind the ways of the previous country.  People come to the U.S. because they believe in freedom, granted to those who are willing to defend it, while not disrespecting the Constitution that provides safety within American borders.

For the record: If you want me to be more sympathetic to my grandfather’s heritage, you should know that most of my family’s men since my great grandfather received his citizenship and have served in all branches of the U.S. military. My grandfather died a United States Marine. Clearly, he understood what America stands for and was willing to defend her.

I don’t hate Hispanics or anyone of any ethnic backgrounds. Granted, I was a rebel and didn’t learn Spanish because I didn’t want to be lumped into a stereotype or category.  I actually love my heritage. After all, Hispanics have the best looking actors (such as Penelope Cruz and Antonio Banderas); we have amazing food, good music, and a rich ethnic culture. Hispanics are kind and hard-working people. But those who come here illegally and have no respect for Americans, the American flag, or the Constitution should not be given benefits of the American government. Period. It’s not right for legal, law-abiding citizens and the men and women who have fought for this country to be treated as second-class citizens. And to the Liberals who insist on calling us a minority, give it up. How about you all just move to Mexico and help them out down there? It would probably be easier for you to create your socialist utopia amongst the “poor and helpless” Mexican natives.

Elissa Roberson :: College of the Desert :: Palm Desert, California :: @ElissaRoberson