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Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto LXXIV: The Chiltepín of My Dreams

Gentle cabrones: There are gardening metaphors for life, and then there’s what happened with my chiltepín.

Do You Have a Proposition 187 Story? Gustavo Wants to Talk to YOU!

25 years ago, California saw one of its most rancorous political campaigns unfold with Proposition 187. The 1994 ballot measure -- drafted by former INS...

Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto LXXII: Pool Daze

Gentle cabrones: It’s peak summer right now, which means everyone’s on vacation, judging by the out-of-office replies I got last time I sent out a...

Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto LXXI: Those Happy, Humiliating Little League Years

Gentle cabrones: The clearing of my late mami's garage is ongoing. But the first artifact that moved me to something approaching nostalgia, a sentiment I...

Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto LXX: Articles in the Wind

Gentle cabrones: So I was in my backyard reaping the tomato avalanche that we hatched in our garden this summer – been averaging 10 pounds...

Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto LXIX: A Quick One, While I’m Away

Gentle cabrones: OK, I'm not really away. But I might as well be. I'm doing one wacky story, in the middle of a big one, and...

Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto LXVIII: My Life in Earthquakes

Gentle cabrones: I don't like earthquakes -- but then again, does anyone except Dr. Lucy Jones care for them? One of the earliest memories I have...

Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto LXVII: I Trimmed it on the Grapevine

Gentle cabrones: Yes, I didn’t send out a canto last week. Yes, I feel ashamed. No, I have no real excuse… Except for the grapevines. A couple years...

Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto LXVI: Dont’ Count Your Tomatoes Until They Hatch

Gentle cabrones: Yes, I'm late -- as Boricua Frank would say, DAMNIT! I guess I could say I have excuses. Had to write a last-minute obit...

Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto LXV: My Commencement Speech to Riverside City College’s Class of...

Gentle cabrones: The title says it all, doesn't it? It's a lot of words, so get to reading them! They gave me a cool I.E.-centric gift...