Dear Mexican: I noticed that Mexican people don’t generally smoke. Don’t get me wrong—I’m not condoning smoking, but it’s interesting to see how some groups do or do not smoke, and I have yet to see a Mexican person smoke cigarettes. Does the tobacco industry not target Latinos?
Dear Gabacho Smoker: American Lung Association stats show that Latinos have the second-lowest rate of smoking among ethnic groups, with only 15.8 percent of Latinos smoking in 2008, compared with 21.3 percent of negritos, and 22 percent of gabachos.
In the Latino category, Mexican immigrants had an astoundingly low rate of 11.6 percent. (Chicanos, on the other hand, smoke at a 20.1 percent rate—go, assimilation!) And it’s not a new trend—studies going back to the 1980s cite the low smoking rate of Mexis.
The reasons? Catholicism, mostly: The Church forbade smoking back when it ruled Mexico, and the stigma resonates to the present day. Besides, Mexicans need their lungs for the Reconquista. Our livers, on the otra hand? Meh …
Mexicans, birds and ferrets all seem to be naturally attracted to shiny, sparkly things, no matter how gaudy or tacky. If evolution is true, does this mean that Mexicans evolved from birds and ferrets?
Fond of Frottage
Dear Gabacho: No, we’re descended from jaguars—and evolution says we’ll eat gabachos to extinction … or is that demographics?
Hola! I’m a longtime reader, first-time writer. I was thinking a long time about what to ask, because I don’t want to ask a dumb question and embarrass myself. I finally decided to ask about something that tends to bother me a lot: Why do you think that the second and/or third generations of Mexicans born in this country don’t know about their history? What makes parents not teach their kids?
My father is Mexican, and my mom is of Latino descent. When I was a small boy, I was always taught about my heritage, and I embrace it. I know that it has to do with where I was brought up; I was raised in a predominately Mexican area of Houston. When we moved away from there, I came to reside in an area with more gringos than anything. Now my brother, who is 13 years younger than I am, knows just a small amount, if anything, about his heritage.
Dammit! I’m proud to be brown, and I think that the younger generations should be, too. Just so you know, I am not some cholito with tattoos and a lowrider; I’m just a regular guy in his 20s who happens to know where he comes from.
El Niño Confundido
Dear Confused Boy: It’s not just the second- and third-generation Mexicans who forget their history; as you noted in your own family story, even younger siblings within familias forsake their traditions, even if they live in the brownest sections of town.
But everyone in this country forgets, from the Know Nothings who are currently demonizing Central American and Mexican kids coming across the border with the same language used against their ancestors, to Mexican Americans who rail against new arrivals from southern Mexico despite being más darker than pressure-treated redwood to the neocons who want us to invade Iraq anew.
I wish I could end this answer on a funny note, but our collective historical amnesia is the biggest threat to the U.S.’s future since … a yak in heat!
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