El Mundial: Chapulin Update

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What a great start for the Cup games, those power houses that assumed they would waltz over the little guy are having a reality check. England played an unconvincing match and won solely because of an own goal by Paraguay. Somehow the claims that this is England’s year are starting to sound hollow. The beauty of this game is that there is no room for Royalty, no inherited coronation, every win has to be earned. The most exciting match so far was Sweden vs Trinindad-Tobago, despite being a man down Trinidad held their own and came up with an amazing, yes, amazing 0-0 draw. This is where Americans from the USA have a hard time understanding football: how can a 0-0 game be exciting? I’ll put it this way, points win the game but the style of play makes for the entertainment. Sure Kobe Bryant can get 2 points from the free-throw line but wouldn’t you rather see him dash thru the defense and make some fancy hoopty shot? Of course you would. Same thing with football, the lack of goals doesn’t mean there was no fancy plays and shots, the tally at the end rarely represents what happened on the field. The T-T fans were rejoicing in the stands with their draw while the Swedish seemed despondent and shocked, they expected to trounce on the tiny Caribbean nation.

The 3-1 Mexico win over Iran was especially thrilling for me, considering that I do like to eat Mexican food. I caught a glimpse of a whole section of Mexican fans dressed like el Chapulin Colorado, El Chavo’s alter ego and the inspiration for The Simpsons “BumbleBee Man”. It’s kinda crazy how much of an impact the Chespirito characters have made on a few generations, and it doesn’t look like it’s going to end soon. That pic above is like the trinity of fun shit to do: watch Mexico play in a World Cup game, drink liters of fine German beer, and carry around a chipote chillón to pay homage to one of the greatest TV characters ever. Wish I was there.

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El Mundial

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Yay! It’s World Cup time! Whoo-hooo, party get crazy! Unfortunately, I find myself in the wrong country (yet again) where the sporting event that interests the rest of the world will pass by with nary a gaze from most of the populace and the media, they’ll just put it in their “check out what them crazy foreign people are into” segment. But they’ll let me know about some “French Open”, more baseball scores which make a difference in some limited-to-the-USA “World Series”, maybe even something about basketball finals. Guess futbol fans are on their own, oh well. Some points to consider:

* Did you want to see the opening ceremonies for World Cup 2006? Well you should have turned to channel 18 KSCI as they were the only ones showing it, you could have learned a bit of Korean in the process. Or not.

* Hopefully you did miss the opening ceremonies as it was the dinkiest, low-budget affair ever. You’d expect Germans to have a bit of precision but they didn’t, some of them wore silly hats, and the bit where it looked as if they were fucking giant bells, that was truly odd.

* Separated at birth: the Fifa logo for 2006 is strangely similar to the one for Sabritas, a line of mexican snacks. No wonder the thought of the games made me crave chile y limon.

* If Mexico does well this time around (unlikely) then there will surely be another police-incited mini riot in Huntington Park: make sure to bring your face mask!

* Despite two beautiful goals by Wanchope, Germany beats Costa Rica 4-2, which was expected. But Ecuador beating Poland 2-0? Now that was unexpected! Maybe it was goalkeeper C. Mora’s warrior facepaint that did the trick.

* Que chingados les pasa a los locutores de habla ingles? Parece que ni les interesan los partidos porque nunca se emocionan por las jugadas ni por los goles; un gol lo interpretan simplemente como “un punto”, como si fuera nada. Pobres los que no entienden el español.

There’s a whole month of great games, excuses for skipping work, and opportunities for meeting people from around the world. Instead of bragging how you don’t care about what the rest of the world watches, why not settle in for a match and give it a go? You’ve got nothing to lose but your imaginary borders!

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Quinceñera Gone Wild

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I saw this odd sight the other day, what appears to be a quinceñera dress stuck up on a fence. How’d that happen? Did the party get raided by police forcing people to scatter and jump fences? And how did this chica make it home without her dress? Must have been a good party, where the hell was my invitation?

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Food Fight

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On Wednesday the LA city council voted to restrict the time a catering truck can park to dispense “victuals” on city streets, limiting them to 1 hour on commercial streets and 30 minutes on residential, after which they have to move a half mile away and cannot return to the original spot for that same amount of time. You must be thinking “that can’t be true” but really, they did. They should call it what it is, the Anti-Taco Truck Law because somehow I don’t see the Mobile Trattorias getting hit by this grand stroke of idiocy, as it’s designed to be selectively enforced. I bet the Clenched-Ass Mofo that thought up this “idea” has a personal beef with some popular taco truck; how nice it must be to know jerks in power to do your dirty deeds. What other reason would make them decide to harass those that bring us a unique staple of Southern California food and culture, one that locals and visitors seem to enjoy?

Even during these times when immigrants get maligned and multi-lingual education is targeted by rightwing radio and bomb threats, there’s yet to be a mobilization against Mexican food: why cut off your tongue despite your phobias? Westsiders, fake west-of-the-river eastsiders, and Eastsiders alike all appreciate a good taco truck; that might even be a point by which to unite all these disparate groups! So why the anti-taco stance? I figure it’s just another salvo in the ongoing international class war, a tiny snapshot of the battle played out locally on your dinner plate. In LA, that struggle tends to show itself in the context of Mexicans/Immigrants, and this new rule hits them where they eat. But there are always other plans afoot to target where they grow their food, where they can work, and where they can live by systematically eliminating affordable housing: it’s a slow process of exerting control, one that Juan Gonzalez thinks is designed to turn American cities into a European model where the poor are forced into the outskirts while the moneyed move in to claim the inner city. Que poca madre.

And what do they propose will take the place of the local taco truck, where will we get our mobile eats? Will we have to travel far to find one of those barftacular places known as a McDonalds owned Chipotle restaurant? (Trust me, I recently took a test bullet and the wound is not an easy one to heal, stay away!) Or will we have to pin our hopes for quick and easy food on grotesque concepts like the one that is coming soon to the Santa Anita Maul, the Crispycone? Have you seen the abomination that is the guacamole cone? That’s the kind of future we have to look forward to if the attack on street food goes unchallenged.

It’s also a personal offense to me as it throws a roach in my plans of starting up a chain of Veggie Taco Trucks; now what am I going to do with my sign? The Class War is on Juanito, go get your molcajete!

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Huevo Bomb

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Rather than the odd and unpredictable weather we’ve had as of late (surely some subtle warning about the dreaded warming) today was a day you’d expect in May: warm and sunny. The streets were filled with people in LH, I saw at least 6 ice cream trucks driving around the streets, 3 paleteros, 2 fruteros, 2 eloteros, and everyone was lining up to get a snack. There were kids racing on bikes, families eating on porches, older women tending to gardens, and young boys up to the usual antics. On this wonderful day some fools attempted to ruin my mood by trying to egg me: the photo above is proof you missed, cabrones!

Hmm, sure feels like I’m snapping lots of pics of sidewalks lately, I guess that’s why they say the action is in the streets!

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Circo Vasquez

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I wanted to make it to the circus to celebrate Cinco de Mayo but I forgot. This poster was on that ugly brown building (that one they “fixed up” by painting over the awesome mural of a two-headed, six-armed Chicano couple) that now seems to be up for sale. Luis Miguel y Chicharron, nos vemos a la proxima!

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