Saturday, May 2, 2020

AMERICAN DIRT by Jeanine Cummins

Jeanine Cummins, author of American Dirt has been caught in a storm of criticism for being a non-Mexicana to have written a novel about Mexicanos crossing the border from Mexico to the USA. By foot, by train, by car, in the blazing sun, in the pouring rain, and by sheer determination to survive the brutal journey.

How dare Cummins spend years researching the lives of the people in Mexico. How dare she use that research to develop characters like Lydia and Luca, who have witnessed their loved ones brutally massacred by one of the many omnipresent drug cartels in Mexico. And characters like Rebeca and Soledad who as young pretty females have the added burden of surviving the atrocities that young pretty females survive as they flee from their nightmares. And salt-of-the-earth light-skinned characters whose empathy causes them to put out jugs of water in the middle of a desert so that the Lydias and Lucas and Rebecas and Soledads can stay hydrated and walk another day.

How dare she construct a story that raises awareness about the ultimate appropriation of stripping the word "America" to have it mean 'Merica where 'Mericans speak 'Merican and Mexicans speak Mexican and should get their lazy brown asses out of 'Merica and go back to their own country, God damn it.

How dare the US citizen Cummins fall in love with and marry an undocumented immigrant and in the process witness and understand how in-the-shadows undocumented immigrants exist in 'Merica, with the stigma and the scapegoating that populists like Trump cast on them.

I close this book grateful to know that Lydia and Luca make it to el norte. And I wonder about the days ahead of them ... the dirt in the houses they will clean, the dirt on the fruit they will dust off and pick.

I walk this earth looking at the dirt below me and catch myself when I assume that dirt exists where it has always been ... but deep down knowing that dirt (like all things) travels, beyond borders that are constructed and imagined, as we rightfully aspire for the dream of belonging. And in that dream, witnessing Luca becoming the valedictorian who dares to speak about the dignity of survival and how survival is the foundation to actualizing.

How dare he.


  1. The problem you dumb bitch is the fact that latinx immigrant authors have been telling the same story and better for years and have not received anywhere near the same level of attention or compensation that Cummins had. Brown people and people of color DO NOT NEED WHITE PEOPLE TO BE OUR VOICE. WE NEED YOU TO LISTEN TO OUR VOICE! You (not you specifically, but white people in general) are not our savior, you are not the Messiah. If you REALLY want to help and be an ally, then shut the fuck up and give the microphone to someone who has actually lived the experience. As for her "research" bull fucking shit! If THAT is the research she has done and THIS pile of shit is the best she could come up with, she failed! Period. But you know what, no, she did succeed in her goal of making middle aged white women feel good about themselves for finally pulling their heads out of their asses long enough to care about someone else that they deem to be lesser than them. Bravo!

  2. Gotta love it when people use this language and nasty tone and then don’t have the balls to sign their name.