By Arturo R. García [View the story “SDCC Spotlight: Lalo Alcaraz” on Storify]
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By Arturo R. García
As ever, we keep an eye out for creators of color during San Diego Comic-Con, but for the second straight year, we’re getting the ball rolling a little early with some folks to watch going into the event, covering not just superhero comics, but television and the YA novel world, all under the cut.
Read the Post The SDCC Files: A Quick Primer On Some Creators Of Color To Follow
By Arturo R. García
After nearly a week of protests, Lupe Ontiveros will take her place among Hollywood’s dearly departed.
Fox News Latino reported that Ontiveros will be included in an online memorial gallery put together by the Academy of Motion Picture Arts & Sciences.
But that’s likely only a partial salve for her being excluded from the televised tribute shown during Sunday’s Academy Awards.
Read the Post Faltas De Respeto: Lupe Ontiveros And Soledad O’Brien Get Slighted
By Guest Contributor Lalo Alcaraz, cross-posted from Pocho.com
Afterwards, I finished up networking and headed outside to leave. As I waited to get my car in front of the host restaurant in Beverly Hills, you’ll never guess what happened: A white lady tried to give me her car valet ticket. Twice.
You’ve heard this story a thousand times before; it’s a Latino cliché. Or is it a tradition?
Anglo person assumes brown person is a worker, there to serve them.
An old Chicano chestnut goes something like this:
I’m a Mexican-American, am married to a white woman, and I was mowing our lawn in front of our nice, big home. A white lady pulled up in a car and asked, “How much do you charge to mow a lawn?” My answer: Nothing. The lady of the house lets me sleep with her.
by Latoya Peterson
So, since I’m a jerk, I watched part of the Bin Laden press conference, read the post-play this morning, and waited for the inevitable conspiracy theory to pop up.
I didn’t have to wait long. In an elevator, someone leaned over to me and confided, “Oh, I hope you don’t believe that’s real. Where’s the body? If they killed him, they’d have a body, right? I won’t believe he’s dead till I see the body.”
According to reports, the body was buried at sea.
So I cracked, “Well, we’ll just have to wait till he drops an album with Tupac. They could call it “Until The End of Time (We’re Staying in Cuba.)”
And while Amaru records is working on that, can someone please call Aaron MacGruder? Read the Post The World Updates Its To-Do List Post-Osama Bin Laden [Humor]