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Do you agree with immigration rights activists calling Elvira Arellano, who is an illegal immigrant and a criminal, the Mexican Rosa Parks? The very idea that these people refer to her as such is deeply disturbing. Rosa Parks was a legal resident of this country and took a stand against the injustices against African-Americans and, by extension, all other minorities in this country. I canÂt imagine what goes through the minds of some of these people, when they made ludicrous statements comparing Arellano to Parks. I have a problem with illegal immigrants, period! I donÂt care where they come from on this planet, illegal is illegal.
Swing Low, Sweet Migra
IÂm African-American. At our restaurants, nobody comes to your table to sing to you. At your restaurants, this does happen, and I love it. I love picking out a song (usually something from Luis MiguelÂs Romance II; itÂs the best I can do with my limited "ballads en español" repertoire). I love listening to the singer and imagining how many times the group has had to play "La Bamba." Mi problema es I havenÂt the slightest idea what I should be doing while theyÂre playing. IÂve usually got a plate of hot food in front of me or a waiter trying to outwait the song so he could come take our order. Is it rude to sing along? Do I tip when theyÂre done? How much? Help me not be a clueless tourist when I want to enjoy a little "Media Vuelta" with my number four combo.
I Wanta Cantar
Dear Want to Sing Negrita:
Tips? Always. How much? Depends on how good the mariachi plays. Rude to sing along? Never. Indeed, it's a time-honored tradition among Mexicans to have the musically inclined members of la familia belt out a couple of corridos at weddings, quinceañeras, baptisms, or any other celebration (shout-outs to my tío Ezequiel and cousin Lety!). The dynamic changes a bit when mariachis perform at restaurants, but don't be afraid. Although the crowd will stare and sneer at any non-Mexicans trying to sing mariachi tunes, all you have to do is shout "Viva México, cabrones!" at some point, and the wabs will go wild.