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Tuesday, July 8, 2025

Operation Wetback”: The History They Don’t Teach Us

🇲🇽 “Operation Wetback”: The History They Don’t Teach Us

Posted by Tina Winterlik aka Zipolita – Adventurez In Mexico

I don’t usually post political topics here on this blog — this space is about celebrating life, culture, beauty, and connection in Mexico.

But today I feel like I must break that rule — because too many people don’t know this story. And it matters deeply.


💥 What Was “Operation Wetback”?

In 1954, the U.S. government launched a massive deportation campaign called Operation Wetback — yes, they used that slur as the actual name of the program.

Under President Dwight D. Eisenhower, U.S. authorities rounded up and deported over 1 million Mexicans — many of them legal residents, and even U.S. citizens.

People were taken from their homes, schools, and workplaces with no due process.
Some were dumped in the desert without food or water.
Families were ripped apart.
Deaths occurred.

All in the name of “order” and “jobs.”


🧑🏽‍🌾 It Started During WWII

During World War II, the U.S. needed labor. So they launched the Bracero Program in 1942, allowing Mexican workers to legally enter and fill agricultural jobs while American men fought overseas.

Over 4 million came through official channels — but U.S. farms still wanted more cheap labor, and undocumented migration increased, often at the invitation of employers.

But after the war, everything changed.

Fear. Racism. Political pressure.

Suddenly, the very workers they welcomed were called a "problem."

And so, in 1954, Operation Wetback was born.


😢 A Legacy of Pain and Silence

Most people don’t know this history.
It’s barely taught in schools.
And when it is remembered, it’s often sanitized.

But the trauma still lives in families — and in the policies that came after.

It’s not ancient history.
It’s the same system that created today’s border walls, ICE raids, and family separations.


😬 Trump Praised It

In 2015, Donald Trump praised Operation Wetback on national TV — saying:

“They moved them out, and it worked.”

He was born in 1946, raised in Queens, New York — in a wealthy, segregated neighborhood where policies like this were seen as “normal.”

He didn’t invent the system.
But he inherited it.
And tried to bring it back.


🌵 Why I’m Sharing This

Because I love Mexico.
Because I’ve lived among kind, hardworking, beautiful people here.
Because I believe truth matters, and history must be faced.

And because algorithms and sanitized media make it too easy to forget or never learn these uncomfortable truths.


🙏 Let’s Remember, Together

If you’ve never heard of Operation Wetback — it’s okay.
Many haven’t.
But now you know.

Let’s not bury it again.
Let’s talk about it.
Let’s honour the lives it affected.
Let’s build something more just, more compassionate.


📚 Resources to Learn More:

🌎 With love, respect, and the hope that truth will set us free,
—Tina Winterlik aka Zipolita

Monday, June 9, 2025

Bésame Mucho: A Love Song, A Protest Anthem, A Revolution of the Heart

 

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🎵 Bésame Mucho: A Love Song, A Protest Anthem, A Revolution of the Heart

By Tina Winterlik aka Zipolita
#WarriorUpWithArt #FightBackWithArt #LoveAlwaysWins

“Kiss me, kiss me a lot… as if tonight were the last time.”
It's not just a love song. It’s a shield. A torch. A promise.

We live in a world of fear, separation, ICE raids, injustice… but this song? This song reminds us that love—raw, romantic, unfiltered love—is the most powerful force we have.

And it was born from imagination, innocence, and faith.


🌹 The Woman Who Had Never Been Kissed

In 1940, at just 24 years old, Consuelo Velázquez, a classically trained Mexican pianist, composed Bésame Mucho after witnessing an emotional opera scene.
At the time… she had never even been kissed.

Yet somehow, from that untouched place in her heart, she wrote the most translated and recorded Mexican song in history.

Mistaken for a man in many countries, her authorship was hidden in plain sight. But this wasn't a man's work—it was the tender, brave expression of a young woman writing as if love were rebellion.

She went on to compose many more works, defend artists’ rights, and serve in Mexican Congress—never loud, always passionate. She passed away on January 22, 2005.


✊ When Singing Becomes Resistance

🎤 The Singing Revolution (Estonia, Latvia, Lithuania)

1987–1991: Hundreds of thousands gathered to sing for their independence from Soviet rule. Singing—illegal under occupation—was their weapon. And they won. Without war.
They showed the world: a song can be a revolution.

🌺 The Carnation Revolution (Portugal, 1974)

A military dictatorship fell—without a single shot. Why?
Because soldiers listened to songs played on the radio.
And people placed flowers in rifles instead of firing them.
They sang. They danced. They freed their country.


💔 When ICE Comes… SING

Sing Bésame Mucho at the top of your lungs.
Sing when you're scared.
Sing when they knock.
Sing together, arm in arm.
Let your voice become the anthem that melts cold hearts.
Let love vibrate the walls they try to build.

Because love is more powerful than hate.
Love will prevail.
Love will WIN.
LOVE ALWAYS WINS.
Have faith. 🌈


🎶 “Think that maybe tomorrow, I’ll already be far, very far from you…”
That’s the feeling of protest. Of goodbye. Of holding on. Of fighting for the right to stay, to love, to live.

So SING. Sing like the revolution depends on it—because it does.
Let this song be your light.


💖 Dedicated with love…

To my beautiful mother, who passed away on January 22, 2007, the same day as Consuelo Velázquez two years later.
Two strong, soulful women whose love lives on—in memory, in melody, and in every brave heart that chooses love over fear.
Te amo siempre. 💕


Bésame, bésame muchoComo si fuera esta noche la última vezBésame, bésame muchoQue tengo miedo a perderte, perderte después
Bésame, bésame muchoComo si fuera esta noche la última vezBésame, bésame muchoQue tengo miedo a perderte, perderte después
Quiero tenerte muy cercaMirarme en tus ojos, verte junto a míPiensa que tal vez mañanaYo ya estaré lejos, muy lejos de ti
Bésame, bésame muchoComo si fuera esta noche la última vezBésame, bésame muchoQue tengo miedo a perderte, perderte después
Bésame, bésame muchoQue tengo miedo a perderte, perderte despuésQue tengo miedo a perdertePerderte después.  

Saturday, January 25, 2025

The Great Divide: Reflections on Mass Deportations and the Changing Face of Mexico

As I sit here, reflecting on the current state of the world, my heart aches for Mexico, the country that has been my second home for so many years. The news of mass deportations feels like a storm on the horizon—one that threatens to deepen divisions, uproot lives, and transform the very essence of a nation.

A video I recently saw struck a nerve. A woman passionately spoke out against those supporting these deportations, calling on them to stop enjoying Mexican food, music, and culture. She went further, addressing Latinos who only embrace their heritage when it’s convenient, a sentiment that cuts deep. It’s a stark reminder of how interconnected—and yet fractured—our world has become.

For over 20 years, I’ve lived and traveled in Mexico, embracing its culture, struggles, and joys. I’ve seen the good, the bad, and everything in between. I raised my daughter to know her heritage, immersing her in Mexico’s vibrant culture. Together, we traveled from town to town, learning, growing, and adopting a family of our own among the locals.

But I’ve also seen the changes—gentrification pushing locals out of their homes, natural disasters devastating communities, and tourism that sometimes feels more exploitative than celebratory. I remember the heartbreaking loss of Gloria, a woman who cherished the sacredness of nudity and worked to preserve the simple life in Zipolite. Her vision was trampled by the influx of sex tourism, a painful reality that’s hard to reconcile with the spiritual and sacred roots of the region.

The fire, the hurricanes, the hookworm, and the constant struggle to make ends meet—all of it connected me deeply to the Mexican people and their resilience. We shared pain and joy, heartbreak and hope. Yet, even amidst these shared experiences, I’ve seen the resentment grow. Foreigners, myself included, are not always seen as allies but as contributors to the problems—overdevelopment, rising costs, and cultural erosion.

And now, with deportations increasing, what will Mexico become? How will the influx of displaced people reshape its communities, its economy, its identity? It’s hard not to worry about the impact on the families left behind, the resources stretched thin, and the inevitable tensions that arise when people are forced into desperate situations.

For those of us who have lived and loved in Mexico, this isn’t just a political issue—it’s personal. I miss my Mexican family deeply. They welcomed me into their lives, made me feel at home, and taught me so much about resilience, love, and community. I’ve always said I’m like a Mexican dog—loyal, finding my family and returning year after year. But this year, I can’t go back.

The Great Divide feels more real than ever. The divisions between North and South, rich and poor, local and foreigner—it’s all becoming sharper, harder to ignore. And yet, my love for Mexico and its people remains unwavering.

I don’t have answers, only questions and reflections. What can we do to bridge these divides? How can we honor the cultures we love without contributing to their exploitation? And how do we stand in solidarity with those who are suffering, whether in Mexico, Canada, or the United States?

These are the questions I carry with me, and I hope they spark something in you, too.

If you’ve ever felt the warmth of a Mexican family, danced to their music, or shared a meal at their table, now is the time to reflect on what that means. Let’s not contribute to the Great Divide. Instead, let’s strive for connection, understanding, and respect—for Mexico and for the world.


Friday, October 19, 2012

The Flight of the Butterflies- Trailer


Blog post by Tina Winterlik © 2012
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WOW! I so badly want to take Angel to Morelia or near there and see the Monarchs. What an lifechanging experience that would be. :D




From WikipediaMonarchs are especially noted for their lengthy annual migration. In North America they make massive southward migrations starting in August until the first frost. A northward migration takes place in the spring. The monarch is the only butterfly that migrates both north and south as the birds do on a regular basis. But no single individual makes the entire round trip. Female monarchs deposit eggs for the next generation during these migrations.[22]

 By the end of October, the population east of the Rocky Mountains migrates to the sanctuaries of the Mariposa Monarca Biosphere Reserve within the Trans-Mexican Volcanic Belt pine-oak forests in the Mexican states of Michoacán and México. The western population overwinters in various sites in central coastal and southern California, United States, notably in Pacific Grove, Santa Cruz, and Grover Beach. The length of these journeys exceeds the normal lifespan of most monarchs, which is less than two months for butterflies born in early summer. The last generation of the summer enters into a non-reproductive phase known as diapause and may last seven months or more.[8]

During diapause, butterflies fly to one of many overwintering sites. The generation that overwinters generally does not reproduce until it leaves the overwintering site sometime in February and March. It is thought that the overwinter population of those east of the Rockies may reach as far north as Texas and Oklahoma during the spring migration. It is the second, third and fourth generations that return to their northern locations in the United States and Canada in the spring.

How the species manages to return to the same overwintering spots over a gap of several generations is still a subject of research; the flight patterns appear to be inherited, based on a combination of the position of the sun in the sky[23] and a time-compensated Sun compass that depends upon a circadian clock that is based in their antennae.[24][25]

New research has also shown that Monarch butterflies can use the earth's magnetic field for orientation. The antennae contain cryptochrome, a photoreceptor protein that is sensitive to the violet-blue part of the spectrum. In the presence of violet or blue light it can function as a chemical compass, which tells the animal if it is aligned with the earth's magnetic field, but it is unable to tell the difference between the magnetic North or South. The complete magnetical sense is present in a single antenna.[26][27]

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Monarch_butterfly

Sunday, May 6, 2012

Mario & I'll Have Another Win Kentucky Derby


Blog post by Tina Winterlik © 2012
tina_winterlik@yahoo.com
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** Just to update this I'll Have Another Just won the Preakness!! http://www.sbnation.com/2012/5/20/3031880/preakness-stakes-results-2012-triple-crown-ill-have-another

*** I'm so happy for Mario!! WAY TO GO!! http://bleacherreport.com/articles/1189332-preakness-2012-results-what-top-trainers-and-jockeys-will-earn





THEY DID IT!! 

Mario & I'll Have Another Win Kentucky Derby

 It was so cool, we were going out to a celebrate Cinco de Mayo and it was also a Birthday Party. I knew the  race was on at 3:26 pm PST but forgot as I was getting Angel ready. I was just braiding her hair when I said..."Oh No, What time is it?"  It was 3:25...Yikes, I started flicking channels, I couldn't find it and we had to leave in a bit....so I kept braiding and she was flicking the channels and we found it.

They closed the gates and THEY WERE OFF!  I couldn't tell who was who...I didn't know the colours or numbers but I was shouting "GO MARIO" (who's Mario my girl asks), "GO I'LL HAVE ANOTHER" I keep shouting!!

We couldn't tell what was going on...and I was trying to explain to my girl what was going on...and we could hear them saying and I'll Have Another...and I kept shouting "Go,Go,Go" and then at the end, suddenly it was over.

I was like "wonder who won" and then it said unofficial winner "I'll Have Another"

I couldn't believe it. I was so happy I was crying. It was just the neatest thing ever.

I had tried to place a bet online but it won't accept bets outside U.S. and I had a friend who was working near the track and had asked him...but he didn't get to because he was to busy...but I would have won. How cool is that. Alot of people did I heard. Lots of people in Vancouver bet.

Yes it was a Super Cool Race. I just really fell in love with the whole story because of the connections...a Mexican, who had worked in Vancouver, went to the U.S. and won the Kentucky Derby. A union between 3 countries. Really cool.

There was so much confusion after the race...it seem like magic or something happened, a miracle. Super cool. Congratulations Mario Gutierrez and I'll Have Another. WELL DONE!!!  


RELATED LINKS

 http://adventurezinmexico.blogspot.ca/2012/05/go-mario-go-mexican-jockey-at-kentucky.html
http://tinawinterlik.blogspot.ca/2012/05/kentucky-derby-rock-hat.html 

Kentucky Derbyhttp://www.kentuckyderby.com/news/photos/kentucky-derby-137-winners-circle