Cinco de Mayo – America’s holiday to get drunk and dress up as horribly stereotyped Mexicans. How is this still a holiday in America? How do we still get away with pretending to be greatly mustachioed men in sombreros and sexy cicas in white, red, and green skimpy dresses?
I don’t own any skimpy dresses. Not like some of those girls wear. So I just take it off. Does that work for you?
Don’t get me wrong, I have nothing against drinking. This is my one time of year that I’ll do my best to get my annual Tequila Sunrise, which used to be my drink of choice back in college (well, okay, in college, I was doing straight-up tequila – no lime, no salt), but hey, I’m older now, and I’m not averse to a margarita or two.
Still, Americans like to get sloshed, so we’ll take any excuse for a holiday to let us drink. St. Patrick’s Day is another example of this (though, being partly Irish myself, and also being a fan of “The Boondock Saints” movie, I’m somewhat partial to this holiday).
Let’s quit with the stereotyping and just get naked and drunk. I think that’s a much better way to celebrate the holiday, don’t you?