What is it about this Cinco de Mayo that white people love so much?
Is it because they love to abuse the Spanish language so much? (“Hey Dave. Any plans for Seeen-co day My-o?”)
Is it because for one day a year they actually do care about the people they grossly underpay to do their drywall?
Is it because they have no culture of their own?
Is it because it has the word “Mayo” in it.
I’ve had no less than ten people ask me if I am going out today and ALL of them were white. I know plenty of latinos, including some mexicans even, and none of them seemed to give a crap what today is.
This is not to say that mexicans don’t have any sense of their history. I’m sure they all go home and drink a bottle of tequila with the worm in it, and bash pinatas, while mariachi bands play in their living rooms. THAT is how cinco de mayo is supposed to be celebrated. The difference is they don’t feel the need to invite everyone at their job to do so with them.
On the other hand, it is absolutely imperative to Mitch from the purchasing department that I go out and get hammered today. It is a disgrace to mexicans everywhere if I choose to go home and play X-box while scratching my nuts on this rainy Tuesday evening.
I’m sorry mexicans. It’s just another Tuesday to me.