Happy Texas Independence!!
Over at Empirical Snarkery, Grackle brings to light several good questions and several good points about how we in this country manage to skip celebrating this day, but OMGFORBID that we let Cinco de Quatro*—I mean, Mayo, go by without proper *spit* respect. Some good observations:
You know, I find it sort of strange that the Mexican Army defeated the French Army at the Battle of Puebla on May 5, 1862. This gave Mexico Independence and is celebrated as Cinco de Mayo. Texas citizens celebrate this in every pub across the state.
I have never celebrated it. EVER. Why? Because as a Puerto Rican, I find it extremely disrespectful to celebrate another country’s independence. That’s like celebrating Arafat’s birthday in Tel Aviv. Not done!!! As Grackle states, we don’t celebrate Texas’ independence from Mexico the way that Cinco de Mayo is celebrated.
Perhaps Grackle’s best observation is this:
Perhaps the oddest twist is how in the hell was Mexico not able to defeat a couple thousand scrappy rag-tag Texans, but can defeat one of the then greatest armies on the planet? Granted it was the French Army, but it doesn’t really make much sense to me. I believe that the French Military is most interested in how they look in uniform over how they fight in uniform.
So, fuck all Santa Ana worshipping, Aztlan hopey changers out there. Ain’t EVER gonna happen. You see, Texas is a whole other country, one you will NEVER have.
Totally ripp- I mean, creatively borrowed from Empirical Snarkery.
*Obama quote of the month, May 2009.
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Can we celebrate Cinco de Quatro® by driving around in little Audi’s and mooning the illegals lined up outside the Home Depot® stores?
It has always bothered me that here in Texas, Mexico’s independence is celebrated but not our own.
Then I remember that pretty much any OTM (other-than-mexican) you run across doesn’t actually know what Cinco de Mayo is aside from yet another reason to get hammered.
Takes a really weak motherfucker to need a reason to get boozed up.
Glad to know you are made of sterner stuff, boss
I have always honored and respected Cinco de Mayo, as a great day among days. In fact, it’s one of the best days of the year. For on that day some fifty odd years ago, I popped into this plain of existance.
Oh? It’s also Mexican Independence Day? Imagine that! Very well, I give them leave to have a celebration on my day, as long as they remember which celebration is of more importance!!
You mean Cinco de Mayo does NOT mean “a fifth of mayonnaise”?
Damn – I’ve been looking pretty silly for a long time now.
They have all the kids in school here salivating over that holiday. I’m going to have to explain to my daughter yet another thing that is bullsh*t.
Hey, I got an idea….
On May 5th, let’s round up a bunch of the Mara Salvatrucha punks, along with a bunch of Mexican “coyotes”, put them on a boat, send it out about 50 miles into the Atlantic, and then torpedo it.
We can call the event “Sink-o de Mayo”.
I have to confess that I have had beers on Cinco de Mayo, but not necessarily in any sort of celebration. Mostly, because Mexican beer is on sale everywhere.
I typically avoid drinking related amateur nights as a rule…even St Patrick’s Day for the most part. I usually always stop by for a Happy Hour Guinness, but then I go home.
The Scottish and Irish festivals on weekends are a little different though.
Thanks for the quotes and them are some dang funny comments up there.
my friends and i always celebrated cinco de mayo because the french got their collective ass handed to them.
The May 5, 1862 Battle of Puebla was inconsequential and contributed not one whit to Mexico’s independence. Conflating it with Mexico’s independence is a common mistake fed by illiterate Mexican puff-meisters to promo Mexican ethnic stuff mostly in countries OTHER than Mexico, where Conco de Mayo is about as consequential as “Peeing Day” in the U.S., celebrating a minor British retreat (from Princeton?) during the American Revolutionary War.
BTW, I screwed up this year. I usually “celebrate” Cinco de Mayo by wearing a t-shirt with the Mexican flag… crisscrossed by tire tracks. *sigh* Things just got away from me and I never located the thing to wear it. Oh. Well. I think I used it as a grease rag a while back, anyway.
(A country that actively aids and abets criminal trespass of our borders gets absolutely NO respect from me.)
“Mostly, because Mexican beer is on sale everywhere.”
Yeh, well, I’m boycotting _all_ products from Mexico, as far as I can.