4/7/17 Chubs Was Told To Go Back To Mexico?

    I tell you we are surrounded by a population that is just as proud as can be of getting stupider and stupider.  Chubs said he was waiting around before class, in the morning I guess because they were then marked absent, but a kid came around and started telling both Chubs and a friend of his that they needed to go back to Mexico.  Chubs doesn't even know how to process this, we've discussed this with my mom and she says we go back at least five generations that we have been born here, in Texas.  Where exactly does young Adolf want my son to go, we have always been here.  I would even say the kid might be unto something if my boy was playing soccer, or talking in Spanish about the tacos his mama made while she was delivering baby number 10 at the quinceanera the weekend before.  Chubs is as American as Americans get.  All he knows is video games, cell phones, microwave food, and the mall.  I have to say even in stature, Mexicans are kind of smaller and there is a timid or shy vibe to them.  Chubs is already built like a nose guard breaking 220 pounds at age 12, and there isn't a shy bone in his body.
    Chubs did what he had to do.  He went to the office to talk to the principal, but the principal was not there, and consequently we got a notice that he had been counted absent in his follow-up class.  We talked about that, and he said he went back to the office and took care of it.  If I have to go in there and correct this, I will probably be loud and a tad rude, so I hope it is handled correctly the first time.
    Today (Thursday), was the day after the incident and maybe the kid was having a bad day, and maybe Chubs is a bully in the making, although he still seems like our sweet little marshmallow.  Anyway, the kid ran into Chubs and started real quickly that he is already not having a good day if he could just please leave him alone today.  Chubs told him fine, but that better be the last time you come talking stupid shit to me about Mexicans and whatever.
    That particular junior high is 85% Hispanic, so the white kid talking shit is in the wrong element.  Like I told Wife, Trump gave all these roaches and their white power BS a feeling like they could come out into the light.  But when you are teaching little Johnny Blue Eyes to hate, pick the right brown kid to hate on.  If my kid is bigger, stronger, smarter, healthier, quicker to respond, better dressed, cleaner, friendlier, then what exactly are you doing?  First, make your kid better, you're embarrassing yourself.