I may be late posting, but let’s start off like this: 2025 Mar-a-Lago- funny how its name is a revealing contradiction.

It’s Thanksgiving. Government shut down is in full swing like the couples on the floor dancing to Latin music – Marc Anthony, naturally.

Deportations are happening. Salsa is happening. The food stamp system is collapsing while the music plays. Somehow, all at the same time, Latinos are entertaining them, serving and cooking their food.

Taco Tits smiling, waving, swaying like the beat absolves years of policy decisions aimed at the very people making the music. -we know your little secret: billionaires and millionaires are the real welfare queens, kept and subsidized by the middle class and workers surviving on poverty-level wages.

In Florida, of course, overwhelmingly Latino and Hispanic. The playlist is homegrown. The people? They are optional.

The pièce de résistance: Latino ICE agents locking up Latinos, nodding to the same songs while carving their own turkey with loved ones. It’s all fun and games until you realize the people guarding the cages actually grew up on the same playlist they’re locking up- Yous a jive turkey for that.

Florida: Mar-a-Lago, Latino enough to provide the soundtrack, but apparently not the guest list.

Yeah. That’s reality and yes, it’s incredibly estupidio. It’s scary and somehow, it’s also uncomfortably hilarious. The oxymoron writes itself.

Apparently, you can salsa past a crisis as long as the mask hides who’s doing the handcuffing, human decency is optional. -Shhhh.

So… they raised their glasses, clapped along, and ignored the empty chairs. After all, low-income lives are disappearing, and the music is louder than their screams. Nothing says ‘Thanksgiving’ like systemic racism. This has all the symptoms of a European pilgrimage and there they are: the descendants of that pilgrimage, obliviously dancing to music born from oppression while caging and deporting the people still living under it

That’s your modern day Thanksgiving history lesson. Cheers!