Hey, CanyonWind,
Before you go too far off the deep end, raking me over the coals for having an unpopular opinion, I happen to know the difference between many of the various subcultures directly south of the USA. I grew up in south Texas as a minority, (fifteen percent white, eighty five percent Native, Mexican and mestizo) and most of my friends were Indian, mixture or hispanic, to use the modern term.
I certainly recognize the people down the street who steal from me on a regular basis. They are from Tamaulipas and feel it's just fine to continue to live as they always have, stealing from "The Man" for a little personal gain. If there is any unjustified prejudice here it is from those who think of ME as the same evil assholes as those who have oppressed their people for several generations. Stealing is wrong. That is the only complaint that I have with those so called neighbors of mine.
I mentioned I had no problem with their living arrangements, already. I understand the poverty they are pulling themselves out of. Their noisy fucking hotrod cars are not much different from any cars driven by other young men, trying to make a statement of status, showing off their freedom and generally making pests of themselves. I'm cool with that ... you should have seen MY noisy-assed hotrod, when I was about twenty.
To be quite honest I was thrilled to see them move in at first, because I have really missed their music, and I was hoping for some contact that would remind this old fart of his youth. It was a bad idea for them to start stealing from me, even though I have enough to go around the neighborhood. That selfish anti-social act has re-confirmed some of my prejudices, even though I feel diminished spiritually by those feelings.
P.S.
I have already figured out how I'm going to approach them next year when my garden is in full production. I plan on gathering the first "extra" bag of vegetables and taking it down to them as a peace offering and appealing to the matriarch, who I've already had contact with, about living together as good neighbors. I'm hoping to convince them to start over on the 'right foot'.
