“You see, here in America the attitude that is fed to us is that outside of America there live lesser people. “Fuck them, let them fend for themselves.”
No, fuck you. They are you.
No matter how much you want to dye your hair blonde and put fake eyes in, or follow an anorexic standard of beauty, or no matter how many diamonds you buy from people who exploit your own brutally to get them, no matter what kind of car you drive or what kind of fancy clothes you put on, you will never be them. They’re always gonna look at you as nothing but a little monkey.
I’d rather be proud of what I am, rather than desperately trying to be something I’m really not, just to fit in. And whether we want to accept it or not, that’s what this culture, or lack of culture, is feeding us.”
— The Poverty Of Philosophy by Immortal Technique
Alejandro Cartagena - The Car Poolers (2012)
“A bridge is situated on a highway that goes from the Mexican city of Nuevo Laredo — across the United States border in Laredo, Texas — due south to Monterrey. In the winter early-morning hours, Cartagena stood there, pointing his lens down at the passing cars, like a distracted spy.
He was peeking into the backs of the pickup trucks, where construction workers pile together on their way to earn an honest living. Car Poolers is an effort to peer inside these tiny worlds that straddle public and private.”