Dear Mexican: When I was in high school, everyone called the Mexican students like myself "cheddars" ...

I’m a pan blanco and my wife is puertorriqueña. Our son looks basically white, while a casual observer might admit that there is some Latin going on there.

I am a lifelong resident of Arizona and have worked side by side with illegals for 25 years as a bloquero. In all that time, I never knew one of them to be an aspiring American.

Dear Mexican: People talk about the costs of illegal immigration on our society. What about the savings?

Dear Mexican: I've been attracted to transgendered women since I was about 13. I've noticed, however, that most trannies are Hispanic.

Dear Mexican: Why do so many Mexicans work for Taco Bell and El Pollo Loco? Don’t they know they only add a false credence to the belief that this is Mexican cuisine?

The wisest words that appear in this column come from ustedes, y the following two cartas prove this maxim.

Dear Mexican: I’m surprised by the choice of the word “amnesty” by those who would demonize immigration reform, especially in the South.

The Mexican is still trying to shake off the previous year, so I’m reprinting this week a favorite column of mine from el pásado.