Subject Matter Expert
It ain't easy living the thug life, but then again, I've been preparing my whole life for this moment. I was born for such a time as this.
Confession: I still can’t believe the world was conned by criminals into voluntary house arrest and I sometimes laugh in order to give myself a break from crying.
Hello, my name is Luis and I’m a recovering criminal. My rap sheet is miles long, I’ve experienced juvenile detention on both sides of the U.S./Mexico border, been on adult and juvenile probation both state and federal, county jail in three states, and several-years-long prison stint.
Some of my favorite sayings include: “in order to make an omelet, you’ve got to break some eggs” and “it’s only fitting that a life spent writing drama be filled with it.”
Now, I’m not your run-of-the-mill criminal; to start, I successfully completed federal probation, or parole if you will. Mind you, it went down the very last day with my PO choosing mercy over making me restart the whole thing, however, that’s a conversation for another day.
There many criminals, such as myself, who’ve learned how to write and express the realities of life of crime, including life behind bars. Going to prison is a rite of passage in the streets, you are automatically elevated in street credit status for being “back on the streets” after the experience of “being down.”
Even before prison, I’d learned to hone in my bullshit meter as my survival depended on it. As a drug dealer, the charge that ultimately got me put in prison, I dealt a variety of drugs:
Cannabis
Cocaine
MDMA
LSD
Ketamine
Dealing those drugs exposed to me to many different drug-induced behavior patterns. I was fortunate enough to keep my head about me and not allow myself to be controlled by people who understood the code and knew how to control people based off those drug-induced behavior patterns.
On the streets and behind bars, I’ve successfully survived without having to join a gang or a cartel with regards to selling drugs. I wasted the majority of my teen years engaged in “gang life,” though technically I was a “tagger-turned-party-crew-bro.”
Sigh… what great lengths we humans go to in order to make our sin respectable… i’d argue that whitewashing crime is defining feature of life in modern day America.
Whitewashing crime is certainly a defining feature of Congress and the Department of Justice, especially under the Biden Regime. We’ve all participating in “whitewashing,” so on a base level, we should all be able to understand the mental processes needed to survive on the streets or in Congress.
“Whitewashing” as far as I’m concerned, is the process of making the illegal seem to be illegal, even better, the impermissible, permissible.
Not all of us have tried to be as inconspicuous as we either receive or deliver drugs, most of us have surely stuffed something into our pocket to avoid detection from another person.
Whitewashing then, is more than a simple lie that one says, it is a lie that one acts upon. Whitewashing doesn’t necessarily have to be evil, you might be sneaking a gift meant for a surprise party.
There’s levels to whitewashing, it can be stuffing a 24 oz. can of beer into your pocket to avoid paying for it, it can be dropping off fifty ballots into a drop box wearing gloves in order to avoid having your fingerprints on the correspondence.
It can refilling your parents liquor bottles with water to avoid them knowing you dipped into their stash, it can using burner phones to communicate plans without leaving a trace.
One thing that I can tell you about the whole thing is that I never cease to be amazed at the level of sophistication that some criminals have been able to achieve.
After my time in prison, I got to spend time on the other side of the gate. The other side of the gate is an area in which you are allowed to get away with things that “the common man” could never get away with.
I could have made myself rich by staying on the side of the gate that allows you to get away with things; I mean, I certainly spent enough time on the other side of the gate to understand the inns and outs of the game better than almost all.
Not only do I understand “the law,” “whitewashing,” and behavior patterns associated with drug use, I also understand “the streets” the place were crime and vice inevitably end up.
Rather than go back to “the streets,” I decided to finish college and try my hand at “Hollywood,” the big name for filmmaking; ironically enough, my first attempt at “Hollywood” was moving to New York City.
New York City was the first “Hollywood,” California invented film incentives way back during the birth of the art from, a form of “whitewashing” not too far separated from that which I learned working in economic development for the City of El Paso.
Subjects for which I am a subject matter of expert:
growing up alienated from my dad
selling drugs
surviving prison
running from the law
successfully completing probation
hip-hop/rap culture
Chicano culture
rave/edm culture
mainstream political science
music festival culture
extreme left culture
“extreme right” culture
sales
digital marketing
media bias
domestic terrorism
Hollywood
How is it that I consider myself a subject matter in Hollywood if I have yet to sell a film or otherwise make an impact in that world? To start, I’ve lived Hollywood.
I could write a whole movie about living Hollywood, and it probably wouldn't be all that original. Most people who come/go to Hollywood never succeed at what they set out to do.
After an “unsuccessful” attempt at Hollywood, I moved back home and had to go through the process of explain to everyone how I was “only back for a short time,” and “focusing on strengthening my material;” something that I did write a pilot about.
The time that I did spend out there allowed me to avoid common pitfalls most writers “not in the know” at the time would have made.
I made the protagonist a female, removed from my own personal experience. I wrote an active protagonist rather a “hero,” or “inactive protagonist.”
Maybe that script will someday see the light of day, maybe it won’t. It was written for a young lady in El Paso upon the special request of my now deceased mentor, investor, and third dad.
These times are certainly unprecedented, as an ex-con with a longstanding relationship with “the law,” I can tell you that I was extremely shocked when all of America willingly agreed to stay on house arrest after it became clear that the government was ultimately powerless to “stop the spread,” something that President Biden himself has admitted.
As someone who’s been on both sides of “the fence,” my ability to sense when criminals are lying is razor sharp if I do say so myself. The fence I’m referring to is federal prison, the place where people who break the law beyond one state’s lines go.
In my opinion, with the exception of freshmen members of Congress, the entire House and Senate should be behind bars. Add to that many individuals at the Department of Justice, past and present secretaries of all branches of armed forces, media CEOs and the pharmaceutical industry titans they have enabled.
I’ll leave Pharma to the lawyers and scientists who are doing a fantastic job, appropriate subject matter experts for that cause. I do have evidence of massive coercion by local, state and national government bodies with respect to informed consent laws, but that’s neither here nor there.
As an American born in Mexico, someone who still identifies as a Chicano, I’m immune to white guilt. As a business owner and entrepeuner with both a plan and conviction, I’m immune to the victim mentality that is clouding so many young, gifted minds
As a recovering criminal, a former conman, and a sinner, I’m wise to the bigger picture. Criminals will do anything to avoid getting caught. This includes “whitewashing,” but it gets way deeper than that.
Some people like Beto O’ Rourke, his father in-law Bill Sanders and a cadre of “crony capitalists” hire narcos to clear out areas in Mexico to make way for international corporations like Foxconn to set up shop.
This is “whitewashed” as regional economic development and there are quite a few people in economic development who have spotless arrest records. Among those are some of the region’s most ruthless and accomplished criminals.
Their “accomplishments” are noteworthy, not only a local sense but in an international sense.
I sincerely hope to present the dramatized version of events on screen before I die. Until then, I hope to affect change in the real world and the life beyond. Although I’m not responsible for the results, I am responsible for delivering the message.
Repent! while it is possible. Salvation is the free gift of God through the blood of Jesus Christ.
You see, the subject matter I have most expertise in is messing things up. I’ve squandered more blessings that you can shake a stick at, or in the modern vernacular, “I’ve fucked up hella bad, a shit ton of times.”
My sincere hope is that youth, particularly youth of color learn from my mistakes. I hope to inspire a better culture than hip-hop, a movement that was very necessary in its time but has now outlived its usefulness.
“Whitewashing” finds its ultimate expression in the diversity, equity and inclusion movement, a contrived, insincere movement that effectively puts a black and brown face on corporate and government crime in order to divert righteous anger away from accountability.
Through a process of spiritual alchemy, that righteous anger is turned to victimhood, essentially turning the blessed into the cursed in order to maintain the power structure that causes inequality in the first place.
These truths are hard pills to swallow and ultimately I’m playing a game that I cannot win. In fact, I’ve already lost: friendships, a family, job opportunities, acceptance.
Without loss, one cannot be an “active protagonist.” Memorable stories require story arcs, both external and internal.
My internal story arc was complete the day that I was able to pray for my enemies in earnest. I struggle with this still, but it gets easier as time goes by.
A sick sense of humor helps smooth out the rough edges. Sometimes, sitting and laughing when we find ourselves over our heads is all that we can do, a point most exemplified by Vice President Kamala Harris.
“Haha!” said the man laughing.