People Can Get Out of the Ghetto, Slums, Barrio or Projects. But You Can’t Take the Ghetto, Slums, Barrio or Projects Out of People!

Some names and identifying details have been changed to protect the privacy of individuals.

  • April 10, 2019

This is a conversation I recently had and wish to record while it is Istill fresh on my mind.

From someone I truly respect; he is educated, a Christian, humble and more than anything he is fair.
Also keep in mind I write very personal issues affecting me as first and foremost a Christian women of Mexican ancestry who is happily married living in Texas. If this does not relate to you or not compute I understand.
But, I also view it as a pervasive societal problem that does not require you do be any of the above to identify with.
My friend was referring to an affluent California community with every ethnic group represented.
A large percentage of the children are spoiled rotten to the core and have a sense of entitlement!
The parents have good jobs, own nice homes, drive nice cars. But when times get tough the ghetto comes out in them!
Physically we can move out of the ghetto, slums, barrio or projects but mentality we still remain imprisoned behind the bars, “the mental bars” as if a prison!
I wonder why we can have the nice clothes, beautiful home, rad car, good education. And, still act uncivilized when we get angry, are under pressure or are confronted or don’t get our way; we immediately regress and want to kick ass or bring out the guns!
And, I speak from personal experience I have never wanted to bring out the guns! But, I won’t lie I have gotten so exasperated at times I  wanted to “kick some
And I have been trained and taught anger management to incarcerated youth.
We have become educated and that education affords us the ability to purchase nice homes, cars, clothes and all the “superficial stuff.”
But, we have not learned conflict resolution nor how to control our anger or what to do with it and deal with it in creative outlets!
These are the topics that keep me awake at night and I ponder. Where did we go wrong? How can we change the course of direction of the “mess” we created! And, by using the term mess, I am being kind.
It aches my heart to even admit this is so, but it is.
I recall while in college many late night conversations of what was success and how we would succeed as Chicanos (Americans of Mexican ancestry)
We had long drawn out conversations of nebulous concepts such  as sharing, carino, non-competitive, pride, culture, class, diversity for our make believe society’s we dreamed of creating. We explored how we would do things differently from the mainstream Western world. We so wanted to improve our future world.
Why would we want a different world. We sought a less competitive society. Which led to discussions of focusing more on family and not make it so much about the almighty dollar.
So what happened?
I think we all graduated from college and went out into the working world, we started making money (something which was foreign to me). And, we assimilated as we drove our Beamer’s onto the freeway of life en route to a Nordstrom shopping spree nirvana!
We married and desired nothing more than to give our children everything we had lacked and more. Creating these little monsters we now have. We thought that by gifting them every toy and car they would be fine.
Unfortunately, these spoiled brats grow up to become entitled adults that feel the world owes them.
The real problem is today we have a whole generation of spoiled entitled brats who believe rules don’t apply to them, whose parents refuse to be parents and hold these brats accountable for their behavior.
We need God in our families.
Thank you, Father
Abrazos y Besos

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I am perpetually creative, and my eyes “feel” art everywhere. Who am I, I am an open book. I believe that sharing “from the heart” with one another is what connects us, heals us, and inspires us! My love for my Lord, family, friends, cooking, crafting, gardening/nature, vintage, sewing and different cultures; these passions and too many more to list, have moved my hand to paper, thus, Abrazos y Besos. In addition to a nudge by my baby sister, Dudies. My last name is Hug which means Abrazo in Spanish, hence the name of my blog: “Abrazos y Besos” translating to “Hugs & Kisses.” I will focus on our personal life journey with Mi Corazon (Augie Hug) sprinkled with love, spice and fun. Please tune in. Philippians 4:13 New King James Version (NKJV) 13 I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.

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