Sending this two days late because I'm still recovering from New Orleans, where I got a new nickname from White Power Randy: Category 6, for the uncontrollable cackling force I become when I get truly, truly borracho.
Like, faking-a-five-hit-combo-on-my-best-friend-with-my umbrella-to-demonstrate-how-I'd-beat-up-anyone-who-tried-to-assault-me borracho.
I was in the Big Easy for the wedding...
By Sarah M. Vasquez
A couple of weeks ago, activists who staged a rally outside the Marcelino Serna Port of Entry in Tornillo, where the U.S. government has kept thousands of migrant children separated from their families for months, realized something.
The group, which included New York activist Joshua Rubin (who...
This year, for the first time in over a decade, I knew exactly what I wanted to get for Christmas: magazine subscriptions.
I read voraciously—I subscribe to at least 100 daily newsletters, from InfoWars to Jacobin and everyone else in between. LGBT mags and Latinx stuff. History and sports...
Notes, quotes, links, stories, photos and observations by Gustavo Arellano, a Mexican with glasses con su pluma en su mano who writes pure DESMADRE about everything and is based in Orange County, California. Por favor sign up, gentle cabrones!