The beginning of my quest

This marks the beginning of my quest. I don’t know what the answers will be. The unfortunate format of a blog is that it will appear in reverse chronology. In other words, in the months to come, this initial post of this series will be buried at the bottom, and my later conclusions will appear at the top, thereby concealing that it began as a quest, today, when I didn’t have any answers.

And the point where I’m beginning is with the “anchor babies.” I followed a link on the http://www.aztlan.net/ website, called “Anchor Baby Power.” There is a short video, roughly four and a half minutes. At the end there is some sort of pro-U.S. demonstration occurring along a sidewalk in some downtown area. It is filmed by somebody walking up to this group with a video camera. There are some tall palm trees along the street. Then, from across the street, you can hear children yelling, like chanting, “Mexico, Mexico, Mexico, Mexico” repeatedly, over and over, with the soft “x” like an “h”, as it is correct in Spanish, not with the hard “x” as in English. The invisible cameraman walks across the street, while still shooting video, and lifts up the camera over the wall, to get a shot of the schoolchildren chanting/yelling “Mexico, Mexico, Mexico, Mexico, Mexico…” obviously in response to the pro-U.S. demonstration that’s happening across the street. Then the camera pans back quickly to catch a final shot of the pro-U.S. demonstrators.

“The border remains a military zone,” the voiceover says. “We remain a hunted people. This is our homeland. We cannot, we will not, and we must not be made illegal in our own homeland! We are not immigrants that came from another country to another country; we are migrants free to travel the length and breadth of the Americas because we belong here! We are millions. We just have to survive. We have an aging, white America. They are not making babies. They’re dying. It’s a matter of time.”