In the Robert Rodriguez action sequel Machete Kills opening in September, Hollywood bad boy Charlie Sheen has reverted to his original "Hispanic" name in the credits: Carlos Estevez. Sorry Charlie, but there are rules here.
America, chill out. Half of your fellow countrymen have spoken, and they are good and ready to get stoned; if you are one of the 53% who have a problem with it, just don't smoke the stuff yourself. It's your life and if you want to waste it being sober, that's your choice.
There was fog on the moors and the hounds were baying in the night when I landed in Glasgow, Scotland... or maybe it was just the sound of the jet engines dying down, along with the fog of three vodkas I took for the transatlantic flight from L.A.
Mostly, I just liked to watch the players go through their motions up close. I was amazed at how far and fast they could throw the ball effortlessly on line while talking and joking with another player.
Now, the most astounding fact is that more than 80% of Mexicans immigrants in the U.S. are under 25 years of age, the prime baby-making years. And y'all know how much them "Messi-cans" like to make babies.
I had the opportunity to film Cheech Marin in his Pacific Palisades home and show the world his infamous art collection. Sometimes warm, sometimes cynical, and sometimes profound, I found Marin's passion for the artists he champions as real and sincere.
To me, you have to declare yourself a Chicano in order to be a Chicano. That makes a Chicano a Mexican-American with a defiant political attitude that centers on his or her right to self-definition. I'm a Chicano because I say I am.