In “A Racial Geography of El Paso,” David Dorado Romo illuminates
the great complexity of El Paso’s racial climate in the late nineteenth and
early twentieth centuries, one which involved much more than tensions between
Anglos, Mexicans, and Mexican-Americans. The Chinese Exclusion Act in 1882, Romo
explains, incited “illegal” Chinese immigration into El Paso via “Manzanillo,
Ensenada, or Mazatlán” (pp. 198). I learned for the first time in this chapter
that some Chinese laborers migrating to the U.S. by way of Mexico would
disguise themselves as Mexican in order to gain access into El Paso. What a
prime example of cultural schizophrenia. It could be argued that the Chinese
Exclusion Act encouraged and institutionalized racism and discrimination
against Chinese immigrants living in El Paso. Romo sites an El Paso Times editorial that disparages
“The Chinese” for having “no conception outside of profit…” and because “…their
only desire is to make, create, or spend” (pp. 199). Is this not the aim of
capitalism? The American Dream? But within the culturally schizophrenic
environment in El Paso, Chinese laborers and business owners were not welcome
to take part in the “American” way of life.
Romo also discusses aspects of the African American and
Japanese experiences in El Paso during this period; he then moves into the Mexican/Anglo
relations in the years leading up to the Mexican Revolution, and the
blanqueamiento that began with the “first en
masse encounter between Anglos and native inhabitants of El Paso” in 1846
and gained momentum with the completion of railroads. Among many other factors,
Romo sites the “U.S. soldiers stationed at Fort Bliss” during the Mexican
Revolution as the “group with greatly exacerbated racial tension between Anglos
and Mexicans in El Paso” (pp. 218). Further, the economic “boom” brought on by
the Revolution attracted new groups of Anglos from other parts of the South who
“brought their racist cultural baggage with them” (pp. 218).
While I found much of the information in “A Racial
Geography” to be shocking, the information Romo presents in “The Bath Riots”
was utterly appalling. It was hard for me to read these details. El Paso Mayor
Tom Lea’s “disinfection campaign” and the abuses and violence that it involved
were deeply disturbing. Romo explains the way in which the El Paso jail fire
and the Bath Riots contributed to climate of racism and cultural schizophrenia
in El Paso: “The upheavals in Mexico greatly altered the demographics of El
Paso. Everything was much more tense. Almost every day there was some kind of scuffle
between Anglos and Mexicans” (pp. 229).
The “Disinfection Plant Boiler Room, 1917” photograph on
page 240 is for me one of the most haunting. Tom Lea’s neurosis about “dirty
lousy destitute Mexicans” (pp. 233) carrying disease into the U.S. and his disinfection
strategy to prevent his fears from becoming reality received praise from Adolf
Hitler. In the photo, the incandescence within the furnace; the empty coat
hanging on the wall that once kept a body warm; the man stirring the coals
wearing thick rubber gloves, a side glance, and a smirk; and the glowing white
light at the top center of the image and beaming in through the door at the
rear of the room eerily seem to suggest that the route for exiting this chamber
is by way of light -- heat -- death. It is a wonder that incidents like the
jail fire did not occur with more frequency, considering the span of time that
this program was active.
Romo describes the circumstances of the photo on pages
210-11: “Photographer Otis Aultman placed a large cone hat and sat this Mexican
American boy from South El Paso on a burro to make this shot more marketable to
his American audience. Kansas Street, ca. 1915” (pp. 211). The Mexican American
boy on the burro sits in the center of the image, while other young boys in the
background stare at him with various looks of what seem to be amusement,
confusion, and disgust. This image would probably fit right into one of
Nericio’s galleries: this boy as a construction of a fetishized “Mexican”
identity, ready to be consumed by Anglo eyes.
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