The Growing Hispanic Influence in the United States
Two Catholic bloggers, the first of them a priest, examine this issue:They find that there is nothing to get up in arms about, and, in fact, that there is a lot to be excited about.
I agree. One of the most reverent novus ordo masses I ever attended was at the Nuestra Señora de Guadalupe Parish in Taos, New Mexico, which is a beautiful town in a beautiful state. Mass was said in English (mostly), Spanish, and some Latin. Rodney King would have been happy, because everybody got along.
Having been a Spanish major and involved to some degree with the Puerto Ricans, Domincans, and Cubans of Buffalo, NY, my experience was that the infamous MEChA-type mentality (por la raza todo; fuera de la raza nada) was confined, like other such nonsense, mostly to the quarter-educated folks that attend our universities on government scholarships. It seems there is no surer way to encourage resentment than by throwing public money at it.
Two Catholic bloggers, the first of them a priest, examine this issue:They find that there is nothing to get up in arms about, and, in fact, that there is a lot to be excited about.
I agree. One of the most reverent novus ordo masses I ever attended was at the Nuestra Señora de Guadalupe Parish in Taos, New Mexico, which is a beautiful town in a beautiful state. Mass was said in English (mostly), Spanish, and some Latin. Rodney King would have been happy, because everybody got along.
Having been a Spanish major and involved to some degree with the Puerto Ricans, Domincans, and Cubans of Buffalo, NY, my experience was that the infamous MEChA-type mentality (por la raza todo; fuera de la raza nada) was confined, like other such nonsense, mostly to the quarter-educated folks that attend our universities on government scholarships. It seems there is no surer way to encourage resentment than by throwing public money at it.
Redeemed by Our Savior, I work out my salvation with fear and trembling in Pohang, South Korea, where I live with my wife, daughter, and son and teach English at a science and technology university. Baptized a Methodist and raised a Missouri Synod Lutheran in Buffalo, NY, I spent six years as a guest of the Anglican Communion before being received by the Grace of God into the One Holy Catholic and Apostolic Church on the Feast of Saint Andrew, my patron, anno domini 2002.
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