La Teatrista

guerillera de la cultura

Thursday, May 25, 2006

A vow

Thats it I am not drinking for a very long time. Maybe if I declare it it cyber-world, I will really do it this time. It hurts now I have to lay off for a while. I had my time, I had my fun now I gotta lay these hussy bones down.

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

The Vagabonds' Rabbit Laid to Rest

Green Rabbit or El Conejito Verde (the zany tale of a mischievious Prince transformed by the long love of a peasant girl's done great feat) had its last performance in Dallas today. Young Audiences will now tour my Mexican mythological beast of a children's play: The Lizard's Secret, next year. We finalized the Dallas run with a surprise Shimamoto blessing as he waved on by the Rose and saw us off this morning.

In true Vagabond form, we blazed the Dallas roadways making magic for little wide-eyed ones. We shuffled across schools, classroom to classroom in post show glow, inviting them along on our crazy train of imagination and theatrical possibilites. El Conejito Verde has been performed at over 30 DISD schools where the Vagabonds conducted over 150 workshops in two years.

The Vagabonds' Rabbit Ride

630 am to Dallas,
from two cars to one,
finding midway in the run,
all the space needed was in my own
un-aired, unradio-waved car.

From there we treked,
one grump, one sleepy,
one cheery and two hazy
we never knew who would be who

soon with windows down
lungs full of old songs
and jams just found,
we raced through cars,
a safe-wielded steer, and time
always with just enough time.

A trunk,
a guitar,
two sombreros,
a necklace,
iron shoes,
a barrel,
5 masks,
2 chairs, and

us five:
Chaca from Land of the Lost Yvonne,
Molasses Rob,
Clauds, and
Birdie Jane Shann

slinging tunes on the ride
from White Snake to Beatles
to Hip Pocket Johnny verse

excited to
guess for lunch
Pei Wei the good ticket
El Pulpo not so much

Pre-show bad mouthin'
and almost always something missin'.
With new tunes discovered
in spur-moment bliss.

My wed night residue
pushing through my pores,
the tardy jinx:
if angry your next.

One sad school knew no rules
and mobbed me:

The four watched the swarm come over
all little arms wrapped around me
I look up to nothin but small faces
needing us more than we knew

Each day a new version
true Vagabonds just told the story,
moving and whispering through a
ballet with our inside verses.

The pin drop moments
to the roars of their voices.
In bright eyes and worried looks,
we found them

loaded their hearts
on our vagabond wagon
headed toward the kiss
of Marisol and her Prince.

Monday, May 22, 2006

That's why I don't go to the movies

Last movie I saw at a big commercial theater was Sin City. It was pretty good, visual eye candy, typical gang killer story, really captured Gaiman's world.

The Rose has been my screen of late. Which really needs some support, El Mariachi which showed late on Fred's Fest Saturday (I would have gone but by show time I was too roasted to return to my workplace).

I did see an independant short by a local filmmaker Frank Vasquez, called White Skies-beautiful!!

One day for lunch we got to see a Wonder Woman episode with pizza (Latin Arts Association perks).

800 Bullets at the Rose was brilliant, exhuberant, raucous, heroic, charming, say the least I had a blast. It is a spagetti-western spoof directed by Alex de la Iglesia, Spanish filmaker. Excellent film.

Anyway which brings me to my rant on Hollywood. I was excited about Da Vinci Code, because I love history (art and world), anthropology, mythology and code breaking and with my time spent on conspiracy theories as a high hobby I

Never read the book, I am very behind with my reading since scripts, writing, news articles, research, blogs and yes myspace consumes most of my brain space.

As a film, it was a joke! Whoever wrote the screenplay was lazy and unoriginal. I kept calling out typical dialog junk before it even came out of their mouths. I didn't believe anybody not even the ever beautiful Amalie actress who turned out to be Jesus's baby girl. Talk about baby's daddy! Tom Hanks is not a scholar!!!! Tom Hanks will always be the bosom buddy we all loved in BIG! Gimme a break, he ticked me off. Ian and Tom's argument over the Christian-Pagan-Jesus-is-only-man debate
could have been fascinating and enlightening if only the director and actors were at all believable.

As former official christian and current global-faith based humanities freak I was sickened.

With the heft of historical connections, conspiracy theories, religious symbology, I guess they wanted to make sure even the non-thinkers could get something out of it. Typical hollywood, action, suspense bullshit...ugh.

I was disgusted, not even worth a rental. The Mary Magdalene theory was interesting but the truthful chorus of "you see what you want to see" was probably the book's conscience.

There is a reason why I am not persuing a mainstream acting career, even if it means I can't make my swashbuckling pirate girl adventure with me and my girls sword fighting and swinging on ropes from boat to boat kicking manpig ass in real wench ruffly, eye-patched! Never! Not even if the new Charlie girls wanted to buy it not even if it meant reinventing the phrase
pirate booty

that is all

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

MEXICO BLEEDS`: Here is a tip to the iceberg

History repeats itself. Big business always finds its way. Here is a story from

I'll give you a background:

Two presidents before Vicente Fox (PAN is right wing), there was Salinas de Gortari (PRI is center left with alliances to the US. Mexicans with leftist views do not support US alliances). He was a ruthless political impresario who was involved in a running mate's assassination. After his presidency, he was exiled for leaving the country in a devastating financial crisis by stealing 40mil. Mexico is still recovering. He has returned and is now in bed with Zapatista subcomander Marcos. They are now trying to form a new party. So his involvement needs to be seriously scrutinized. I am afraid of Comandante Marcos for he is a wolf in sheep's clothing, very pointedly mentioning the support of his new party. It sounds much like Bush's attempt to reach out to the disenfranchised. Keep an eye on the words. I checked Mexican, and other Latin American versions on the story, this seems like decent account.

Police Brutality in Mexico
By John Gibler

San Salvador Atenco, Mexico - At 7 AM this past Wednesday, May 3rd, state police blocked 60 flower vendors from setting up their stands at the Texcoco local market in the State of Mexico, about 20 miles east of Mexico City. The police beat and arrested those who resisted. The flower vendors called to the residents of neighboring San Salvador Atenco for help and the Atenco residents blocked the highway that borders their town and leads to Texcoco.

The police response was overwhelming: hundreds of state and federal police, most clad in riot gear, arrived to lift the blockade. Atenco resisted, with machetes, clubs, Molotov cocktails and bottle rockets. The police tried to lift the blockade five times throughout the day, and five times they were repelled.

The violence was extreme. Photographs published in local papers show Atenco protestors beating a fallen policemen, police beating tens of fallen protestors. Severe beatings. Protesters kicking one fallen police officer in the face, groups of police pulverizing tens of protestors with rocks and batons.

Police also attacked photographers from both the national and the international press. Photographers and television cameramen from Associated Press, Reuters, Milenio, Jornada and Televisa all reported beatings and attempts to confiscate cameras. Photographs and film coverage of the beatings were published on the internet and shown on national television. Local and international news articles however, have not mentioned the systematic police violence against reporters.

All told on Wednesday, over 50 people were injured and 100 detained by the police. Protestors took 11 police hostage, but released them to the Red Cross later in the evening. A fourteen year-old boy was shot in the chest and killed in the afternoon. Local media reported that the boy was killed by projectiles from the protestors, but the death certificate said otherwise: bullet wound to the chest.

Atenco is famous across Mexico for having resisted in 2002 the forced displacement from their community to make way for a new Mexico City Airport. Villagers, mostly small farmers, formed the People's Front in Defense of Land (Frente del Pueblo en Defensa de La Tierra) and, wielding their machetes, became a symbol of popular protest in Mexico.

Organizers from the People's Front have attended several meetings of the Zapatista's Other Campaign, and hosted subcomandante Marcos' arrival in Atenco. During his visit, Marcos promised to align the Zapatista Army of National Liberation with Atenco’s struggle. The Atenco Front, with machetes in hand, was in charge of providing security for Marcos during the May first Labor Day march to Mexico City’s main plaza where the Front’s leader, Ignacio Del Valle, spoke before tens of thousands gathered in the plaza.

Two days later riot police stormed the house where he had been hiding since the attack in Texcoco. At that moment the Televisa cameraman was outside the house filming the police operation when some five police officers approached and repeatedly beat him with clubs. As a result there is no film coverage of the police raid.

Several newspaper photographers, however, photographed Del Valle's arrival to prison several hours later that night. He was carried in a headlock by a masked police officer, who, in the photographs, is pointing for the photographers to leave the area. Another masked officer walked slightly behind, grabbing Del Valle's back. The two masked officers walk Del Valle through a gauntlet of a hundred riot police with helmets and shields. Del Valle's head is covered with a towel in the pictures, but his face, swollen and bloody is partially visible. Also visible is a blood stain the size of a fist on the groin of his jeans, evidence of repeated strikes to his testicles.

Police Siege Town, Take over 200 prisoners

The following day, Thursday May 4th, Mexico woke to the bloody images of violence from the day before. Atenco woke to a police siege that led to hundreds more wounded and detained.

Around 6:30 AM, over three thousand police surrounded Atenco and invaded, filling the streets, cutting down everyone in their way with clubs and firing tear gas, both to disorient, and to kill. Several protestors were shot in the head at close range with metal gas pellets three inches long and an inch in diameter.

Within two hours the police had occupied Atenco.

Then the terror began. The police went house to house, breaking windows and doors, pulling people into the street, beating them and then piling them in police vans and trucks. The police had a masked individual in civilian clothes who pointed out which houses to raid. Several people who had participated as speakers in high-profile Other Campaign events in Mexico City were singled out and beaten. One woman who spoke in the Zocalo in Mexico City on May first was pulled into the street and kicked repeatedly in the groin.

The police violence on Thursday was indiscriminate. Both mainstream and alternative press reporters were attacked. Several members of the caravan that accompanies the Other Campaign across the country were beaten and arrested.

Samantha Dietmar, a young German photographer who has been covering the Other Campaign since January was grabbed in the doorway of her hotel, beaten in the face and thrown into a truck. A neighbor who witnessed the attack said that she asked why the police were taking her: “What did she do?” The police officer responded, the woman said: “She did whatever I say she did.”

Dietmar was taken to a women's prison on the outskirts of Mexico City. A human rights lawyer who was able to interview her said that she had serious pain in her eyes from the tear gas, and that she had been beaten in the face and body. Dietmar will most likely be deported.

The same lawyer said that five women were raped in the police vans when taken to jail.

Between two and three hundred people were detained, but only 109 have been recognized by the police. A list is circulating on the internet, compiled from witness accounts, of 275 people who have been detained. At least 18 people are missing.

Hundreds of people sought hiding in houses across the town. In one house, 23 people were packed into a 12-by-12 foot room. Just outside the hiding room, Alexis Benhumea, a 20-year old economy student in Mexico City, laid unconscious for 12 hours. Just after 6:30 AM he was shot in the head, most likely with a gas pellet. The impact broke his skull open in two places, exposing his brain.

Alexis was carried into a house by his father and two friends for hiding. One of the protestors hiding out in the house made an impromptu bandage for the wound to stop the bleeding. The thick bandage was soaked in blood by the afternoon. Alexis’s father and those hiding out in the house so feared for their lives, and Alexis’ life, that they dared not leave their hiding place. Indeed, just outside the house, state and federal police blocked both ends of the street and constantly patrolled up and down the street.

“I was sure that they would kill him and dump him somewhere if I tried to go out and seek medical help,” said Angel Benhumea, Alexis’ father. “I didn’t think he would make it.”

After coordinating by cellular telephones with friends in Mexico City, correspondents with Indymedia Chiapas were able to rent a taxi van (which operate in Mexico like public buses rather than individual taxis) and stage a rescue, taking Alexis and his father to a hospital 40 minutes away, on the eastern border of Mexico City. Alexis arrived alive and survived four hours of intensive brain surgery: hemorrhaging had filled 30 percent of his brain. At the time of writing, Alexis’ condition is still critical, and the extent of brain damage is unknown.

Alexis Benhumea was attacked twice: first with the pellet that broke his skull, and second with the police siege that made it impossible for his family to seek medical attention.

By mid-afternoon Atenco was an occupied city. Burn marks and broken glass, thousands of police standing guard, leaning in doorways, lying in stairways, sprawled out sleeping in the shade of the central plaza. Yet the climate was tense. When I took a picture from a car window of a group of police, one whipped around and loaded a gas pellet in his rifle, but not in time to fire.

Around 5:30 in the afternoon, the state and federal police lifted their siege, piling into their trucks and driving off.

Zapatistas March to Atenco

Thursday in the evening the Zapatista Army of National Liberation and local labor and student organizations convoked a march for Friday at 4PM from the University of Chapingo to Atenco.

At 4PM Marcos arrived at the university—leaving the house in Mexico City where he had been surrounded by police and federal intelligence officers since Wednesday evening. About a thousand people had already gathered for the march by the time of his arrival.

The march left from Chapingo at around 5PM with some two thousand people. But the march kept growing. Standing on overpasses, it was impossible to see the end of the march as it occupied the highway that leads to Atenco. Estimates among local reporters ranged from 4 to 10 thousand people by the time the march reached Atenco.

As the march crossed through the town of Texcoco, where the violence began on Wednesday, locals closed the metal doors used to cover their windows at night, making the fear in Texcoco visible and audible. In the four months of the Other Campaign, nothing like this has happened before. Yet the police were not waiting for the marchers. A few motorcycle state police went ahead of the march, and several trucks with federal police trailed behind.

The marchers arrived in Atenco without confrontations with the police. In the central plaza, several local community leaders and parents whose children had been beaten and detained spoke to the crowd that filled the town plaza.

“My boy was on his way to work when they grabbed him,” one woman said, is that justice?

Subcomandante Marcos attacked the media manipulation of the violence in Atenco, accusing the government of directing newspaper, television and radio directors of holding back images of police brutality while publishing and passing over and over the same images of protestors beating police.

Marcos held in the air five empty shotgun shells, most likely slug shells, that locals found on the ground after the siege. “Here is the proof of who killed the boy, Marcos said.

He offered to hand one of the shells over to reporters from Televisa and TV Azteca, the largest media corporations in Mexico, but the reporters refused to identify themselves. Marcos said he would grant interviews to any reporter who agrees to publish the interview “without cuts or edits,” signaling a major shift in the Zapatista's media policy during the Other Campaign, which had been to refuse all interview requests.

Marcos reinstated the Zapatista's support for Atenco and its political prisoners.

You are not alone, he said,We will continue carrying out mobilizations across the country until all the political prisoners are freed.

He also accused the government of plotting the repression: why were the police ready to attack here if the problem was in Texcoco, he asked. Because they want their airport once again, and they are coming for your land.

Marcos said that he and participants in the Other Campaign would stay in Mexico City indefinitely and called for a national public gathering in Atenco over the next two days.

Monday, May 08, 2006

5 de MAYO anyone...anyone ?


"The reason why I boycott 5 de mayo?"


nuff said


10. School teachers wearing those embroidered dresses.
9. Mexican food still tastes the same.
8. Wasted frat boys in sombreros
7. Wasted frat girls spilling margaritas.
6. Mexicans don't get a day off.
5. Can't find a hot looking Mariachi group.
4. Scissor cuts from the tissue paper flags
3. I do not recomend tequila and swirling folklorico dresses.
2. Speedy Gonzales still lives, he's a freaking rat guys! Get it?
1. 86 Corona


Cinco de Mayo marks the victory of the Mexican Army over the French at the Battle of Puebla. Althought the Mexican army was eventually defeated, the "Batalla de Puebla" came to represent a symbol of Mexican unity and patriotism. With this victory, Mexico demonstrated to the world that Mexico and all of Latin America were willing to defend themselves of any foreign intervention. Especially those from imperialist states bent on world conquest. (SOUND FAMILIAR)

Cinco de Mayo's history has its roots in the French Occupation of Mexico. The French occupation took shape in the aftermath of the Mexican-American War of 1846-48. With this war, Mexico entered a period of national crisis during the 1850's. Years of not only fighting the Americans but also a Civil War, had left Mexico devastated and bankrupt. On July 17, 1861, President Benito Juarez issued a moratorium in which all foreign debt payments would be suspended for a brief period of two years, with the promise that after this period, payments would resume.

The English, Spanish and French refused to allow president Juarez to do this, and instead decided to invade Mexico and get payments by whatever means necessary. The Spanish and English eventually withdrew, but the French refused to leave. Their intention was to create an Empire in Mexico under Napoleon III. Some have argued that the true French occupation was a response to growing American power and to the Monroe Doctrine (America for the Americans). Napoleon III believed that if the United States was allowed to prosper indescriminantly, it would eventually become a power in and of itself.

In 1862, the French army began its advance. Under General Ignacio Zaragoza, 5,000 ill-equipped Mestizo and Zapotec Indians defeated the French army in what came to be known as the "Batalla de Puebla" on the fifth of May.

In the United States, the "Batalla de Puebla" came to be known as simply "5 de Mayo" and unfortunately, many people wrongly equate it with Mexican Independence which was on September 16, 1810, nearly a fifty year difference. Over, the years Cinco de Mayo has become very commercialized and many people see this holiday as a time for fun and dance. Oddly enough, Cinco de Mayo has become more of Chicano holiday than a Mexican one. Cinco de Mayo is celebrated on a much larger scale here in the United States than it is in Mexico. HANG ON TO YOUR ROOTS HERMANOS.

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Guerillera 4

Has the research to save people's lives really been bastardized to create an incredible market?

not unlike the use Christianity (we know this)
not unlike universities (they are like little sub-countires with strong economies)

You need medicines to fix the side effects of medicines. The chemicals used to process food and the consumption of chemicals are causing slow internal putrification of our bodies: aka cancer. The only way to combat cancer is with it's own metal (my mother can't even have ginger to settle her stomach, apparently herbs deactivate chemo therapy hmmmm). Medical professions are the highest paying jobs, yet county healthcare can only serve those who are willing to make a day or two commitment to the wait for treatment. Of course, their source of livelihood is on the line. Vaccinations are now too dangerous to consider as a health must with links to mercury contents and mental health.

NOW an ancient herb salvia de venorum (shaman's sage) is being considered for illegal status.

Our leaders are forcing us to only eat from their own kitchens.

A wisdom from Nietzsche:

Who benefits from you knowing good and evil?

Estrella-bangled- Bandera

hehe- What changed his mind?

from: magdaleno rose avila, human rights specialist (former director of: amnesty international, cesar chavez foundation, peace corp)

National Anthem Sung In Spanish At First Bush Inaugural

On Friday, President Bush blasted the idea of singing the Star Spangled Banner in Spanish. But Bush's highly-scripted 2001 inaugural ceremony actually featured a rendition of the national anthem sung in Spanish by Jon Secada. From Cox News Service, 1/18/01:

The opening ceremony reflected that sentiment. A racially diverse string of famous and once famous performers entertained Bush, soon-to-be First Lady Laura Bush, Vice President-elect Richard B. Cheney and his wife, Lynne, who watched on stage from a special viewing area.

Pop star Jon Secada sang the national anthem in English and Spanish.

Apparently, Secada singing the anthem in Spanish was a regular feature of the Bush campaign. From the 8/3/00 Miami Herald:

The nominee, his wife Laura, erstwhile rival John McCain and his wife Cindy joined Bush on a platform where children sang the national anthem - in "Spanglish," Secada explained.

This morning, ThinkProgress revealed that, according to Kevin Phillip's book American Dynasty, Bush himself sang the national anthem in Spanish. Looks like Bush's conviction that "the national anthem ought to be sung in English" was something he acquired very recently.


FACT CHECK: U.S. Government Commissioned Spanish-Language 'Star-Spangled Banner' in 1919

The right wing is up in arms over a new version of the Star-Spangled Banner written in Spanish. Last week President Bush stated that "the national anthem ought to be sung in English." Yesterday Sen. Lamar Alexander (R-TN) introduced a resolution requiring the Star-Spangled banner to be sung only in English:

That flag and that song are a part of our history and our national identity. ... That's why in 1931 Congress declared the Star-Spangled Banner our national anthem. That's why we should always sing it in our common language, English.

In his press release, Alexander said the Star-Spangled Banner has "never before...been rendered in another language."

But in 1919, the U.S. Bureau of Education commissioned a Spanish-language version of "The Star Spangled Banner." The State Department's website also features four-separate versions of the anthem in Spanish.

Monday, May 01, 2006

Stage 2B Invasive - A Good Sign

In a stale hall with unfinished walls,
my feet push my trembling hand
holding roses
like if it was my Mother's fingers,
five years old still
hanging on to a bad dream.

It was the drum in my chest
that pulled me into the room.
It was the rock I swallowed
that opened the curtain.

I found her tired face and swollen circles,
her mouth broadened big:
a smile brightened and beautiful.

As she reached my hand before
I could place my my gift in hers,
I reached her cheek,
and found a strong warmth
in her embrace.

She turned her neck from the
path of a bullet
aimed through her breast,
a tunnel down to mines
of weeds and poison.


I sank,
I couldn't
take the sword's strike
from the deep gasp
of her hand.

My sister wore that stab
like a black eyed
and broken-nosed dress.
giving me a mirror.

I stood with no clue
I stood blank
in front of the hard slip
of what I have always known
to be the strongest grace.

I come from a long line
of guerilleros
My Mother the bravest one
and for my Mother,
it was her Mother
and with
Grandmother stood my Grandfather
and with my Sisters, my Brother
with them, me.

all there along my Father's side.

Our blood in my veins,
helped my Mother up
and untied her gown
and guided her arm through
the strap of her bra

I saw my birth in her breasts:
my origin, my nourishment,
my comfort...myself.

Her body is my own.

This the beginning,
soon a space will remain
to give more land
for love to create
greater change
in my blood's time.