As I sit here near my living room window facing Park Rd, browsing through ebay for things I want but don't need, three high school-age salvadoran kids chase a white sports car on foot. Swear words in spanglish come and go and then one of them stops, takes out a gun, pulls the trigger and: 1 click, 2 click, 3 click, 4 click and then Bang!. A small spark lights the end of the barrel. Then they start running again.

Oh kids these days...  It's all about acting tough and proving yourself. So someone mocks you from their car, big fucking deal. Keep walking, life goes on.

Seconds after they fire a gun of course they start running, I can't see if they hit anything or anyone. I'm not worried. if they had, there would be police cars and ambulances outside my building by now. This is not uncommon.

Since I moved to this street I've seen two shootings and a beating (3 against 1). No casualties. I'm indifferent to it all. These kids watch way too many gangsta rap videos and play way too many videogames. It's all one big fucking joke. They're just playing out the roles that are expected of them and by doing so they are assisting gentrification, they are helping promote racism and furthering discrimination. That's what white america expects us inmigrants to be: criminals, gangbangers, cholos, vatos locos, ms-13 and all that bullshit fabricated for prime-time TV.I'm oblivious to all this shit cause I can't find any justification for it.

This violence is not making their lives any better, and it sure ain't making things easier. That's what it all comes down to isn't it? Whatever decisions you make in your life should alwyas be preceded by these questions: "is this going to make me happy"? is it going to make my life easier?".

And that's what I have to say about that.

Fuck tough-guy shit and fuck the president, again.