Downtown when ya Brown



Downtown... Downtown when ya Brown Downtown when ya Brown on a Friday night Downtown plays russian roulette with you, but not with a second hand Saturday Night Special, nah, Downtown when ya Brown on a Friday night plays russian roulette with a polished San Jose P.D. issued revolver.

One bullet for injustice, one bullet for ignorance, and one bullet for the self-hating, sell out, latino cop, culero that will never bust enough mexicans, harass enough chicanos, or beat the shit out of enough cholos to feel equal to his caucasian counterparts. Downtown when ya Brown, Officer Lopez is hunting down chicanos like the terminator hoping in vain that one day he'll wake up and be able to scrub the brown out of his own skin, or at the very least, out of Downtown.

Downtown... Downtown when ya Brown on a Friday night the muffled sound of intolerance is drowned out by the BOOM BOOM BOOM of cherried Impalas and tricked out mini-trucks as the cat calls of oppression are heard up and down Santa Clara Street and beautiful Latinos strut 5 or 6 deep in 1983 midnight blue Buick Regals with gold spokes and silver crucifixes hanging from the rear view mirror.

Downtown when ya Brown all the sings say: NO CRUISING ZONE, but what they really mean is, NO FUCKING MEXICANS ZONE. Latinos are a beautiful people Latinos are a beautiful people Latinos are a beautiful people and deserve to strut, but the look of Brown Pride in the eyes of an Aztlan Warrior is too much for the good citizens of San Jose to handle; too much for the downtown business owners to feel comfortable with, and sometimes, even too much for Latinos themselves to accept.

And so at the 10th Street 7-11, Latinos are being scrutinized dehumanized desensitized institutionalized marginalized and reminded that in 1999 the only good meskin is an incarcerated meskin.

Downtown... Downtown when ya Brown on a Friday night is no place to be cause SJPD will pull you over for being Downtown and Brown. That's right, I said SJPD will pull you over for being Downtown and Brown and you will find yourself in the parking lot of McDonald's on Santa Clara and 27th surrounded by four police cruisers while you car is searched by two pigs in swat gear and another cop frisks you and I'm not talking about those pussy fake frisks they do at night clubs, I'm talkin' about a real muthafuckin' frisk like they do on "COPS," where they tell you to put your hands on the car and spread your legs and they pat you down so good you think you're getting a hand job. And if they can't find nothing on you, awwwe shit!

Look out Downtown cause someone is gettin' arrested for being Brown in Downtown, someone is gettin' beat to a pulp by billy clubs in a back alley for being Brown in Downtown, someone is gettin' shot for being Brown in Downtown and everywhere, everywhere Chicanos are going down for being Brown in Downtown.   --Marc David Pinate



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