"One needn’t look further at how Hispanics have settled across the US to see that they have major beef with other members of the coalition of the fringes such as blacks. From Los Angeles to Miami, Hispanic immigration has caused major scuffles between Hispanics and Blacks that have resulted in the former displacing the latter."
To put it mildly. My impression is that Latinos in general, or at least Mexicans, probably dislike Blacks more than about any other democraphic does. I've pretty much never seen a Black in any Latino restsurant, or a Black-Latino couple.
My mountain town is somewhat unusual in that the local peaceable and accepted Black community has long mixed freely, going into local bars and such, mixed couples, but I've still only seen maybe one in the Mexican restaurants. And more and more Latino-White couples (they are integrating well) but never a single Black-Latino couple.
"Some Hispanics such as the Tejanos of southern Texas have resided in the US for centuries, well before the founding of the nation."
Back around '89 or so, while traveling across the country, my van blew a tire at night in a snowstorm in the backwoods of Colorado, in Sangre de Cristos range The next morning, a fellow showed up asking if I needed help. Big friendly guy. Totally White Anglo looking, but with a little unusual lilt to his English, very pleasant. Turns out I'd broken down in front of the Christmas tree farm of the Aguirre ('AgEErey') family, and he was Fonse ('FONssey') short for Alphonse, Aguirre.
His family, and no doubt many others thruout the entire range of what was Far Northern Mexico, were 100% Hidalgos, Spanish men of standing, caballeros, and had been there probably before the Pilgrims set foot on Plymoth Rock. Really great guy: rode me up to their ranch, and I think gave me breakfast and coffee but I'm not entirely sure, because he (probably without the knowledge of his stern old caballero father) grew something also green with a fine fragrance not unlike Christmas trees but much more fragrant, and things become shrouded in a pungent haze... but anyway....
Eventually, tire changed, fed and well prepared, I proceeded to Gardner. Didn't get his contact info, which I still regret, because he was a really great guy. Now that I hablo el castellano despues de vivir en la Argentina un par de ańos, if I ever went back there, those are the people I'd want to hang out with, Fonse and his Mexican workers.
"One needn’t look further at how Hispanics have settled across the US to see that they have major beef with other members of the coalition of the fringes such as blacks. From Los Angeles to Miami, Hispanic immigration has caused major scuffles between Hispanics and Blacks that have resulted in the former displacing the latter."
To put it mildly. My impression is that Latinos in general, or at least Mexicans, probably dislike Blacks more than about any other democraphic does. I've pretty much never seen a Black in any Latino restsurant, or a Black-Latino couple.
My mountain town is somewhat unusual in that the local peaceable and accepted Black community has long mixed freely, going into local bars and such, mixed couples, but I've still only seen maybe one in the Mexican restaurants. And more and more Latino-White couples (they are integrating well) but never a single Black-Latino couple.
"Some Hispanics such as the Tejanos of southern Texas have resided in the US for centuries, well before the founding of the nation."
Back around '89 or so, while traveling across the country, my van blew a tire at night in a snowstorm in the backwoods of Colorado, in Sangre de Cristos range The next morning, a fellow showed up asking if I needed help. Big friendly guy. Totally White Anglo looking, but with a little unusual lilt to his English, very pleasant. Turns out I'd broken down in front of the Christmas tree farm of the Aguirre ('AgEErey') family, and he was Fonse ('FONssey') short for Alphonse, Aguirre.
His family, and no doubt many others thruout the entire range of what was Far Northern Mexico, were 100% Hidalgos, Spanish men of standing, caballeros, and had been there probably before the Pilgrims set foot on Plymoth Rock. Really great guy: rode me up to their ranch, and I think gave me breakfast and coffee but I'm not entirely sure, because he (probably without the knowledge of his stern old caballero father) grew something also green with a fine fragrance not unlike Christmas trees but much more fragrant, and things become shrouded in a pungent haze... but anyway....
Eventually, tire changed, fed and well prepared, I proceeded to Gardner. Didn't get his contact info, which I still regret, because he was a really great guy. Now that I hablo el castellano despues de vivir en la Argentina un par de ańos, if I ever went back there, those are the people I'd want to hang out with, Fonse and his Mexican workers.