Okay, so since the "show me your papers" law was passed (and still has yet to go into effect) in Arizona, it's been a lot easier finding construction and ranch help in Nevada. According to the Las Vegas Sun, there has been a noticeable increase in the "Hispanic" population into North Las Vegas, Las Vegas and Henderson. But they've been bringing money with them and have been putting a small, but welcome, dent in the bankrupt housing market. Nothing like being able to pay cash for a new home. It is "presumed" that this new influx of people are Hispanics from Arizona. Though no one has yet mounted an inquisition to find out for certain. But it's plausible.
So, yesterday I'm in Albertsons Supermarket in Elko. The only check out stand open is for "20 items or less." I've got a lot more than just 20 items. I ask the cashier if it's OK to have her ring up my purchases. She responded in perfect, yet heavily Spanish accented English, "Of course. I promise not to call the police."
I responded, "Por favor, ¡no llama la policia!"
The cashier laughed and asked, "¿Hay problema? ¿No tienes documentos?" and we both laughed. Note: I'm a gabacho: white as the driven snow, except for a fading tan.
Instead of the Hispanic cashier who offered to ring up my purchases, another cashier stepped in who wasn't Hispanic. As she rings up my groceries I'm reading the display on the card swipe which displays everything in both English and Spanish. As the cash register computer verifies my credit card I read the display aloud: "Please wait/Espere, por favor." The "white" cashier asks me, "You speak Spanish?" as if it were a treasonable offense.
"Claro, que sí. Doesn't everyone?"
The "white" cashier stopped scanning stuff and just walked away without saying anything to me. About three to five minutes later a different cashier shows up, apologizes, and quickly finishes checking and bagging my groceries. This new cashier is just as nice as the first Hispanic woman. And she goes out of her way to make certain I'm not pissed off. Actually, I'm well beyond realizing that some folks in the good ol' US of A are so xenophobic/bigoted/racist-whatever that even admitting that you speak another language to them is enough for them to refuse you service in this Grand Free Country of ours. This doesn't happen to me in other countries where I live the majority of the year. And that, apparently, is what had happened with the "white" cashier.
I expect that particular "white" cashier is not going to last much longer at her job, considering at least 50% of Albertson's shoppers are third and fourth generation Hispanic natives to Elko; and those without such long family legacies are relative newcomers who at least speak survival English.
But the Republican faction of the Nevada Assembly is thinking they need to copy Arizona's idea of the fair and equitable new "papers please" legislation. And before anyone challenges me with "Have you read the new Arizona law?", well, as a matter of fact I have -- in both English and Spanish. Seems Arizona found it necessary to provide a Spanish version for the residents of its State. Ironic? Not really. However, I will be very amused if Nevada's assembly does pass a similar illegal immigration law. The majority of the Nevada Assembly is white. But that's not true of the State's Highway Patrol and most of the city's and small town's police departments. For those of you into racial profiling, about 60% of all law enforcement officers in The Great Silver State are while, the other 40% are Hispanic or "other."
Besides, we've got much bigger problems to deal with such as all the Arizona trailer trash that overflows the jail in Laughlin, the upscale "professionals" from California zooming into Las Vegas at 100+ mpg cavalierly bringing more than the legal allowable amount of weed (not to mention magic mushrooms, acid, and cocaine), who more often than not are sucking down Coronas as they weave between the lanes in hot desert until they get pulled over by the Highway Patrol and are marched off to jail. And, of course, we still have a problem with cattle rustlers. Really. Cattle rustling is a big problem in these parts. Maybe if we taught the cattle to speak Spanish the the rustlers would avoid them and the problem would subside?