Professor Rodolfo Acuna and A New Accent

NOTE: This is unedited, a first draft. Everything on this site was written for particular people and a particular purpose. I recommend that you only read what’s intended for you. Glancing at random can be puzzling and/or off-putting. If you are from the Latino community in Santa Rosa or from the Clearlake Library System, I suggest that you scroll back until you get to the “Bang the Gang Quickly” and “Coffee Comments on California Youth Outreach and Release” articles for starters.

Professor Rodolfo Acuna and A New Accent
No longer dedicated to Ani Weaver [See the author for elaboration.]
by Ox

Forgive my omission of the tilde throughout.

I appreciate the passion behind Professor Rodolfo Acuna’s Latino Misery piece, but one does not have to travel all the way from Northridge, California to Arizona to address the horror which is being perpetrated against the Latino community. In fact, I’d go as far as humbly submitting that by making the trip one and all are wasting their heartbeats in the sense that we all have — students and professors included, of course — limited resources of time and money… and that we must husband our resources, make the most of our heartbeats.

And on that note, I ask the reader to engage me in in person dialogue for the purpose of discussing an alternative to the action proposed by Professor Acuna. I cannot sound bite that here in good conscience.

Another note about Professor Acuna. My experience with trying to reach him directly at his institution of higher education reminded me of many such attempts with other activists, writers, dissenters. That is I received no response. I wrote more than once. And on more than once occasion — over the years — I pointed out that I was a professor and worldwide educator on all levels for over four decades. And that I’ve been an activist of sorts since I was seven-years-old in 1949 when I witnessed Paul Robeson being attacked by a racist crowd in Peekskill, New York. [Pause.] To no avail.

He’s got some good ideas, this Professor Acuna, like some of what’s presented in, but we have to address the biz of his being so inaccessible to the likes of me, a well-intentioned potential asset for his purposes. It’s inexplicable at the moment, unless I want to go down a road which I prefer to avoid at the moment. Until I have a chance to talk directly with him. And I should add that it would be an honor to do so. For ever since Ward Churchill recommended Acuna’s Occupied America way back (and I read it with deep appreciation), I have been a fan of Rudy’s. Quite an accomplishment — highly recommended to one and all, whether or not one has Latino roots — tracing Latino problems and our current collective crises back to their roots.

Roots reminds me of the televised dramatic series from the late 70s, the huge Haley hit. For all of its downsides, it served a distinct purpose, making a contribution to consciousness.

The thing is, today we’re past the point where we can afford to continue to (what I call) document ourselves to death. We are receiving too much information, taking it in in lieu of taking meaningful action. And this holds true in all activist quarters, not just with regard to Latino issues. We have that syndrome operating. And we have other obsolete forms of trying to bring about change, such as marching in circles with placards and petitioning political careerists to do the right thing. represents a lot of blood, sweat and tears — a very decent effort which should be applauded and supported, BUT (in capital letters!)… such protests, such drives should NOT be embraced as the primary or exclusive means for bringing about change these days. For they will not produce enough seeds that’ll bloom in time. We have too many serious deadlines to stay stuck in obsolete approaches. They are the roots of our going nowhere. Not advancing at anything except an inappropriate, unnecessary, intolerable arthritic snail’s pace. [Pause.] Capable only of bringing about too little too late.

I have an alternative proposal for action which follows a fresh paradigm. But I cannot sound bite it. I require in person leisurely contact. Can you put aside the requisite number of heartbeats to set up a rendezvous with me?

I hope so. For the abomination represented in nia_prisoner is only one of MANY EXAMPLES I COULD GIVE of issues in our society which have deadlines that we are passing, horrors which could have and should have been addressed yesterday.

Along a huge spectrum of concerns, ranging from the plight of people like Christian Gomez’s family to the broad food supply advances advocated by the likes of Willie Nelson & Co, I HAVE A SOLUTION. Which follows a fresh paradigm.

I opened here with a remark about a diacritical mark. It is critical that we make a new mark, create a watershed in history. The thing is, we will have to make a new nasal sound to do so. Meaning, we will be obliged to embrace a lyrical approach to what we do, replacing prosaic habits.

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P.S. Maybe some interested reader could do me/us a solid and attempt contact with Professor Acuna; ask him to check out this blah blah, and get back to me/us on the scribbling. If you tell PLEASE underscore how much respect that I have for his efforts and great accomplishments to date. Ditto — perhaps — respecting Willie Nelson or any of the headliners who have offered up their imprimaturs for the shinding on Monday (tomorrow, the 27th of February). Ditto for Roseanne Barr who I am expecting to be wasting too many heartbeats with a permanently marginalized third party. Ditto for anyone who thinks we might be able to do more than simply fight the (ineffective) good fight. I’m all for “fighting the good fight” (for the value in and of itself) as long as the underlying assumption of action does not embrace the notion that the battle cannot be won, that a particular target cannot be hit. I have no problem with Fail. Fail again. Fail again better. [Update out of Arizona's intellectual circles: -chomsky.]

The link provided directly above, among many other things, puts the current destruction of Mexican-American Studies Programs in Arizona in context. If the video presentation is too long for your taste, or too whatever, I can provide an easily digestible, highly condensed treatment of the same, upon request.