¡Venceremos! -- "we shall overcome" -- has long served as a rallying cry throughout the Spanish-speaking world. Whether lifted from the lips of revolutionaries in Central America, as the battle call of democracy in the Spanish Civil War, or as the banner of radical Chicano politics in the United States during the sixties, the notion has persistently carried into the air and kept aloft the heaviest dreams of the oppressed and barred. Like the Caracara -- the golden eagle of Aztec and Mexican lore -- it carries those aspirations above and over whatever false lines we draw in our desert sands.
Didn't vote for him? You and 256 million other Americans. The quintessential hashtag of the '16 cycle that promises to resonate as powerfully over the next four years as it has in the aftermath of election day. We won't wear out -- and neither will our protest's refrain.
"Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere." And so we live in MLK's legacy -- as the pestilence of prejudice finds its footholds, so must we find our voices. For if ever there was a doubt as to the unreason of racism, it is this simple truth: that out of Africa and into the streets, not one among humanity can trace our taproots anywhere else.
And so when the disengenues cry afoul to the chants of BLM that "All lives matter!" as if to invoke some enlightened salve, then we may declaim that if that was indeed their credo, then to defend all lives would begin with where all life began. So long as those among us who trace more modern roots to the source suffer the un-breaths of injustice, those with more distant ties might yet hear the voice of our common ancestor still latent within, screaming, that so long as even one among us remains subject to oppression, so do we all.
The most insidious element of the new political order -- the so-called "alt-right" -- needs no introduction. Just deletion, and we can get on with resetting our discourse to higher grounds.