Eastside, My Ass!

Just when I was feeling really pissed off at all the Babósos who keep insisting on appropriating the Eastside name (recent examples: edenexibition.com, theeastsiderla.com.) I came across this little gem today, posted on a Silver Lake street sign. Thank you God, for slapping down that sticker for me! Hallelujah!

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About AlDesmadre

Al Guerrero, Artist/Humorist. Los Angeles, CA. Born in Ciudad Juarez, Chihuahua, Mexico and raised in East Los Angeles from the age of two, Al Guerrero grew up just steps from the famous Chicano strip, Whittier Boulevard. His youth experiences include witnessing and participating in the 1970 Chicano Power demonstrations, cruising cars on Whittier Boulevard, and graduating from Garfield High School. After dropping out of UCLA (with honors), he drew upon his lifelong passion for art and cartooning and pursued a career in graphic arts. During this period, he traveled overseas and found artistic inspiration from the masterworks he discovered within the European Art Museums. His career blossomed when he was eventually hired by the Walt Disney Company in 1995, where he worked as a creative artist for a number of years. Although the artistic work was rewarding, he eventually grew weary & disillusioned with the bureaucracy of the entertainment business, and left to work briefly in the educational field. His credits include producing a feature film with actor, Conrad Brooks of Ed Wood fame, founding and performing with the Punk Rock group “The Psychocats” at numerous L.A. & Hollywood venues during the 1990’s, and in 1999 he founded and created a hell-bent puppet cabaret show aptly named: “The Puppets from Hell”. As a long time active member of the Los Angeles Cacophony Society, Al “Quaeda”, as he was known, was involved in countless Cacophony Society pranks and events throughout the city. He also produced the “Incredibly Strange Cinema” cult film series as well as themed events such as the now infamous “Pornothon Movie Nights” and the satirical “Mexican Night: Noche De Tequila & Putas” shows at local nightclub venues. Throughout his art career, he has exhibited his canvas paintings at various local galleries, and has also written & illustrated numerous comic strips and Graphic Novel stories. Today, he lives in Silver Lake, California and works as a freelance artist and writer with numerous multi-media projects under his belt and in the works. His personal hobbies include collecting vintage toys and comic books, cinema history and Los Angeles City history. Contact: alguerrero@earthlink.net Al Guerrero P.O. Box 29697 Los Angeles, CA 90029-0697 www.alguerrero.com Myspace.com/thepuppetsfromhell

32 thoughts on “Eastside, My Ass!

  1. @militant:

    you can make them, it’s pretty easy. liberate some Avery labels from somebody’s office supplies, or office depot or something. there are templates for label printing in Word. I used to publish poetry this way.

  2. Henri,
    Literally, a slug. Most of the time, it’s used as a pejorative adjective of someone, similar to calling someone an idiot & slow. Think Lennie from Of Mice and Men.

  3. yup you will need something that will stick good
    on all surfaces! like Militant said Avery is cheap for outddor and won’t hang long
    remember too take a bandana or something in case the surface is dusty wipe the dust off or else it will ruin the whole sticker and it won’t stick it will just fall off…

  4. hey henri-
    on the definition of Baboso. The Spanish word Babas can also mean: “liquid/drippings, as in saliva drool or slime” Baboso can be meant to infer that someone is a “drooler” as in having a drooling saliva dripping mouth which brings us back to a Lennie type as soledadenmasa has explained. It’s a possibly very old derogatory term. My parents+grandparents used it since I can remember way back. I know it’s used in Mexican culture but maybe not in all spanish speaking cultures. Thanks for askin’ by the way. I respect people who do!

  5. why do you mexicans say its all about mi raza when its not you all are bull shitters if it was about ur raza why do you fight mexicans oo yea that proves ur down i would laught in all ur face cuz u guys are dum.. and im a mexican asking my self that …………rosie

  6. urban dictionary definition:

    see definitions #1 and #2:
    “1. trolling
    Being a prick on the internet because you can. Typically unleashing one or more cynical or sarcastic remarks on an innocent by-stander, because it’s the internet and, hey, you can.”


    “…the act of purposefully antagonizing other people on the internet, generally on message boards.”

    Hmmm…contrary to the assessment of others in this forum, while he has made no explicit statements identifying himself as such, the mounting evidence nevertheless leads me to infer that we indeed have a troll on this board. Or at least, somebody who is such a baboso that he doesn’t realize what a prick he’s being.

  7. One would think that such an older person, having lived so many years of life, with all the acquired wisdom, knowledge, experiences, education, struggles, interactions, etc. would have garnered at least a little civility, tolerance, etiquette or at he least a bit of a clue on “the art of conversation” towards his fellow man. A truly wise and decent-hearted person knows that in an debate of ideas, it’s not about what your ideas and opinions are, but HOW you choose to express them in the course of the exchange.
    El Viejo first arrived on this site with a poison pen from the get-go without any direct provocation. Since then he’s had an insulting, condescending, malicious, bitter, angry, chip on shoulder, know-it-all attitude, yet ready to defend his every action when counterattacked. Inexplicably, he chooses to return again and again with his predictable criticisms. I’ve instructed members of my family to read his replies on this site with the understanding that if I ever get to become such a bitter, mean asshole one day, to please give me the “Ol Yeller” treatment.

  8. This site doesn’t welcome opposing viewpoints? Haven’t you been expressing them for some time here, Mr. Grammar and Citation man? If you have some chunks of knowledge you want share why don’t you submit it to the contact page?

  9. “the rabble-rousing attacks have been leveled at me because I question.”
    “When I’m attacked, I respond in kind”

    Stop the denial bullshit. You have initiated attacks against others on this site since you first came here and are solely responsible for the sentiments shown against you. (one example of many: In response to a recent Chimatli post you came out of nowhere and with no provocation and added the comment: “You’re so sad and regional chick”. How do you justify your attempt to insult & belittle someone you’ve never met? In every case, people have attacked you in REACTION to your first strike comment attacks. How hard is it for you to come to accept that? Get it through your fat old head that your opposing viewpoints have nothing to do with the reason you’re jumped on. You just can’t seem to understand that. I’ll admit that you’re mildly amusing by way of your feeble attempts to be eloquent and preachy and by demonstrating a hilariously unfailing high opinion of yourself.

    “As for that juvenile, Trolli and his “Penis” fantasies, remember two types of people define themselves by their “peepees”—adolescents and Gays. Which one are you, Trolli? -who sounds juvenile here? (pee-pees?) and a little homophobic perhaps?

    “but if this site doesn’t welcome opposing viewpoints, then I’ll leave you all to your mutual admiration clannishness. I’ve Got Promises to Keep and Miles to Go Before I Sleep.”
    …promises, promises, indeed!

    By the way El Viejo, as a final commentary on your pretentious and overdone style of writing,…
    In your case, your use of fancy vocabulary words is like putting lipstick on a pig.

    Sorry if this offends you, but I’m sure there’s a whole world out there who already hates you as well, so you’re probably used to it.

    Buenas Noches Pinchi Old Cabron.

  10. I don’t know if Viejo Cagon, and all this persons multi personalities and blog troll shape shifting followed me here to your fine blog, if he did I again apologize.
    This person (unsure if a he or she, but probably a she by the writing produced) is a sick xenophobe that cannot for long control their vitriol and anti Mexican rantings. This sick person uses many names and shapes and will even claim to be a Mexican American at times.

    If you want to see more evidence of this disturbed individuals phobia’s, psychotic rantings and seething xenophobia (it could be fun in a perverse way) visit the dark recess of a blog it operates. It’s called
    “Barf in the Hat” (a typical unoriginal twist on the fine “In the Hat” blog.
    Here’s a sample of the suffering and vitriol this person endures.

    “”From all I can hear, though I don’t listen much, is he’s one of these idiots that advocates open borders and a Mexican in every pot, or pot in every Mexican. No matter, it won’t fly because we can’t afford and are completely against presenting all the benefits of this country that we’ve paid for to a bunch of freeloaders and lowlife potential felons.. I don’t care if you live in LA or Butte, Montana if you value your primary space you don’t need a gaggle of immigrants crowding it..””

    Your mystery is solved! Even though this “Minuteman” or Minute woman apologist will try and disguise it’s identity, the rantings and reactionary style will be evident.

  11. I posted the comment below on Daniel Hernandez’s Intersections yesterday but el Chavo and I thought I’d repost it here since probably not a lot of LAEastside.com readers visit the other site:

    I think I know the origins of at least part of the resentment that many of us have over the emergence of some new “Eastside” somewhere else. I think it has something to do with ethnic/class differences and our historical experience east of the river in the margins of Los Angeles society.

    As teenagers some friends and I thought Silverlake and Echo Park were what everyone referred to as the Westside, just because our families, like many others in Boyle Heights and East LA, had little or no contact with the western parts of the city (and everything beyond Normandie seemed spookily mysterious to us: the Far West, I called it). We were, and to some extent still are, I think, rather insulated, cut off culturally, socially, economically, politically. This might be one reason EastLos has such a strong neighborhood identity. We’re just now slowly emerging from this isolation—and it feels weird and scary, I tell you—with the recent introduction of rail and other public investment, private speculation, and such civic events as the marathon (I still can’t get over this: the LA marathon now goes through Boyle Heights!!!).

    But I’d say another reason for this strong identity is our collective sense of grievance. EastLos, like much of the Eastside, has been largely and criminally neglected by the powers that be. It’s like no people lived here. This was just area where immigrant Mexicans and their gang-banging kids lived: a perfect place for freeways, incinerators, and prisons.

    This is my impression of how the new “Eastside” appeared on the map: Suddenly, some years ago, as Silverlake began to gentrify, white hipster newcomers, mostly of non-Angeleno origin, realized they were living East from where their friends lived (i.e. the Westside). They also realized that the neighborhoods they were gentrifying–or “improving”–were, in fact, Latino and working class. Thus, they figured, they were on the Eastside–even though they were miles West of downtown–and they proudly announced this to their friends, who would surely admire them for being so daring and adventurous in choosing to live in the unsterile inner-city precincts.

    Later, this redefinition of these sections of the city caught on: As Silverlake and Echo Park continued gentrifying, other young urban professionals of various ethnicities and walks of life, but mostly of non-Angeleno origin, have joined in the new, local subculture there that calls the area the Eastside, making us feel once again ignored, scorned, like we don’t exist. No arguments about its historical inaccuracy will make a difference.

    Who are we to protest? Who listens to us? Nobody has in the past. We don’t have money. We don’t have fancy jobs and influence. They can take everything from us–as we’ve seen time and time again. Even our name. And soon, as public investment and private speculation do their thing, they’ll “improve” our barrios as well and then take them, pushing us out into the desert.

  12. You should have posted this comment as it’s own post, this info deserves to be more than just a comment. Really. I might just do that for you.

  13. We have many good reasons to be paranoid! Need examples?

    (1) Discover a new country
    (2) Exploit and steal land from American natives, loot their culture.
    (3) Years later, give pro sports teams names like: Redskins, Indians & Braves and cheer them on with: “Tomahawk Chops”.

  14. BTW, the Militant passed by the site of the photo above the other day and apparently some gentro hiptard removed the sticker in a fit of ironic, smug contempt.

    You know what that means. REINFORCEMENTS!!!

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