Tagged Arizona

Anonymous is a Woman

Why do (some) people keep complaining that those of us writing original work for this blog are choosing to remain anonymous? Why are you so uncomfortable? Is it a problem because we don’t need credit for our words? Are you disturbed because our egos don’t need stroking with pats on the back and high-fives? Does it bother you to not have a specific target to aim at when you disagree? Are you afraid that it’s your sister, your girlfriend, your mother who’s writing — and you don’t know? We speak collectively because of our politics. We do not claim authorship…

Culture of Silence

Acts of violence are committed against women in the Mexican-American Studies community consistently, yet it seems they are only discussed publicly when people outside the movement get involved. As a young woman in this community I should have been made aware of men in the movement who are known perpetrators of violence. I need to know which spaces are safe spaces and I need to be able to make informed decisions about the people I am involving myself with or organizing with. I believe that part of the reason I had no previous knowledge of any man’s history of gendered violence was because of a carefully constructed culture of…

Call for submissions!

January 26, 2013 Call for submissions! We are malintZINE, an online zine featuring the stories, thoughts, and interests of radical mujeres, some of color and some queer, based in Tucson, Arizona. We’re putting together a paper zine while we prepare for some exciting upcoming events in March—and we want your contribution! Send us your original writing, and, especially, your graphics, comics, and any other form of visual art. Artists: we’re only accepting submissions online, so please scan your art and send it to us! If you have an art piece to submit, but it can’t be scanned or photographed, contact…

Bigger Things

I hope you’re one of the lucky ones who left untouched, But I know you don’t get to be that strong without trauma. I know. We knew of each other. We knew each other before we met. I met you today and I know your history, our background. I know your weaknesses, your triumphs, your fears, your life. And you know mine. Our visions intersect and today our lives did too (finally). We have each other. To confide in. To revolutionize with. To bitch at. To understand. Holy fuck Chicana mamas, you are raining them down to me like acid…

The Fight for Ethnic Studies Beyond Heteropatriarchy and Male Privilege: a Call to Address & End Violence in all its Forms

By Raúl Alcaraz Ochoa | Tucson, Arizona | http://www.antifronteras.com “Gender violence must be understood within larger systems of capitalism, settler colonialism, white supremacy, and heteropatriarchy… One of the major contradictions in political mobilization is that we often replicate the same hierarchical systems we claim to be dismantling. Gender violence is prevalent within progressive movements as it is in society at large.” (Andrea Smith. “Introduction” The Revolution Starts at Home: Confronting Intimate Violence Within Activist Communities, pp. xiv-xv) As Mexicano/Chicano born men, we come from a long legacy of beauty, but also one of colonization, gender violence, and resistance. As working-class brown…

Richard Martinez:

All joking aside, Mr. Lawyer, the law begrudges us you. You stand spinning things into the ground, all values loosening their grips beneath your calls for winning. Women are pawns for you: Play this, play that. Squelch this, squash that. Posture here, threaten there. Sow division, reap wounds electrified under silent gazes. You are a “man’s man,” machismo to the point, broken-down logic lost you a long time ago. I’m not from here, Richard Martinez, you can’t threaten me, I’ve met more dangerous people in my life. And your backward leadership has caught all our gazes.

our backs

my revolution wont be you grabbing my face and kissing me when ive said no trying to fuck me when youre drunk grabbing my arm and screaming my name demanding attention putting your fist through my window, tail light, car/truck or face my revolution wont be me being your downass trucha chicana nationalist homegirl/hermana who gots your back when my back is still a fucking bridge our backs are still fucking bridges.

Dear Sean

I’m writing to you with your daughter in mind. With my daughter and all our children in mind. You’ve been nationally and internationally recognized and occupy the center of the Chicano Movement in Tucson – the civil rights battle for Mexican American studies, banned books and the legal fight against Arizona’s HB2281, all while perpetuating problematic internalized sexism that has been the root of our trauma over the last several years. You have said yourself, you’re a “machismo” a “macho” and your behavior with your partner, partners, our young men and women reflect that. You wear your male privilege shamelessly,…