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Chicano-Indian American Cultural Center miscellaneous newsletters, 1977-1978

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"behind the scenes" and meet some of the personalities, or figures I should say,--the breathless likes of Hugo Blanco. But no, the media coordinator Ramon Vasquez y Sanchez said, impossible! But I had run into a friend from Kansas City earlier who told me she got to meet Blanco when he spoke there a week ago. A gentle, delicate man, she described him, genuinely interested in becoming friends. I would get her to introduce me to Blanco, if we could only find him alone.)

The Municipal Auditorium fills to about 1000 people. I am astounded by the numbers of politicos here, passing out leaflets and tracks on their political ideology. Chicano media persons try to shove subscriptions down your throat. People throng in the lobby. An all-child mariachi band tunes up the far corner of the auditorium. At the end of this huge arena with a seating capacity of about 3000 plus a platform has been erected, and swarming all over it, infront of it, around it, press people plug in, hook up, and fiddle with their equipment. This is my first political rally; second, I was in Kansas City at the time of the Republican National Convention in '76. I think of Norman Mailer circling the aisles and lobbies and clandestine nooks in such an atmosphere of political energy. Imagine you are me for a moment, aching to get a deeper understanding of what is transpiring here for the next forty-eight to fifty-two hours. As the children wind up with a few corridos, the people are still flowing in. I wonder what is in store tonight after the violent preliminary meeting. The entertainment ended, the many speeches to open the conference begin. In looking out over the many women and men at this meeting, and in running you ahead to speech made by Dick Gregory that has not yet taken place, I wonder if what is before in truth is the last vistiges of the Chicano Movement. Gregory said the Movement never died, but that people had changed. For most of the people here, years of separation from a mass-movement type solidarity has erected an imasse for some, to self-advancement; has made some rigid and inflexible in their thinking. Other have gone undaunted. The best with the worst takes place. The speeches begin to build intensity. The attacks against La Migra Leonel "Coyote" Castillo and el Cacahuatero Carter reach an unswerving note of shrillness.

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6 "behind the scenes" and meet some of the personalities, or figures I should say,--the breathless likes of Hugo Blanco. But no, the media coordinator Ramon Vasquez y Sanchez said, impossible! But I had run into a friend from Kansas City earlier who told me she got to meet Blanco when he spoke there a week ago. A gentle, delicate man, she described him, genuinely interested in becoming friends. I would get her to introduce me to Blanco, if we could only find him alone.) The Municipal Auditorium fills to about 1000 people. I am astounded by the numbers of politicos here, passing out leaflets and tracks on their political ideology. Chicano media persons try to shove subscriptions down your throat. People throng in the lobby. An all-child mariachi band tunes up the far corner of the auditorium. At the end of this huge arena with a seating capacity of about 3000 plus a platform has been erected, and swarming all over it, infront of it, around it, press people plug in, hook up, and fiddle with their equipment. This is my first political rally; second, I was in Kansas City at the time of the Republican National Convention in '76. I think of Norman Mailer circling the aisles and lobbies and clandestine nooks in such an atmosphere of political energy. Imagine you are me for a moment, aching to get a deeper understanding of what is transpiring here for the next forty-eight to fifty-two hours. As the children wind up with a few corridos, the people are still flowing in. I wonder what is in store tonight after the violent preliminary meeting. The entertainment ended, the many speeches to open the conference begin. In looking out over the many women and men at this meeting, and in running you ahead to speech made by Dick Gregory that has not yet taken place, I wonder if what is before in truth is the last vistiges of the Chicano Movement. Gregory said the Movement never died, but that people had changed. For most of the people here, years of separation from a mass-movement type solidarity has erected an imasse for some, to self-advancement; has made some rigid and inflexible in their thinking. Other have gone undaunted. The best with the worst takes place. The speeches begin to build intensity. The attacks against La Migra Leonel "Coyote" Castillo and el Cacahuatero Carter reach an unswerving note of shrillness.