Oh, this is just my view … pretty much all the time … cause I live in New Mexico … and New Mexico is awesome. Anyone who lives here and says it sucks just hasn’t attempted living anywhere else … so maybe you should shut the fuck up, or move somewhere else and bitch. Yeah we may be a bunch of gettsters, the crime may be way high, you might have to lock your doors the instant you hit the “international district”, but shit I look at people nowadays and I’m like “Where the hell is all your common sense and street smarts???”… this is a question I find myself asking more often than not. Growing up in the 505 teaches you how to keep your wits about ya, and how not to take any shit from people unless they want to get a shin broken. I can be professional, as well spoken as some of the finest intellectuals …. but sometimes I just can’t help but speak in the 505 busted grill vernacular. What I end up with is a colorful variety in my lexicon, and when you add them together well let’s just say it’s somewhere along the lines of “Can’t Stop, Won’t Stop”.
It’s an interesting place here in the Nuevo Mexidad. No one ever wants to come visit form the East coast and when they do … I’m not sure they ever want to come back. Shit every time I go to the East coast to visit, at least one person will see my I.D. and be like “Oh weird you’re from Mexico? Your English is really great”. No shit you rube! And then I think wait aren’t there like a copious amount of “good schools” in Massachusetts? How the FUCK do you not know that New Mexico is a state? And you pride yourselves on being so well educated and affluent. Even in New York City, when I had first moved there I went to some bar and the guy was like “Oh yeah we’ve been having a lot of problems with these Mexican I.D.’s”. I could have bitch slapped that fool.
Don’t discredit a place just because you’re too daft to even know where it is or what is has to offer. New Mexico is a wonderful land … I think we figured that out when I decided I would rather be here than in Manhattan. I love both places … but when you grow up in a place like the 505 and see the things that you see and hear and smell and experience and EAT! Oh man … there’s just no place like it. So pick up a map of the U.S. and set your sites on destination: New Mexico …. bitches.
