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Happy Independence Day Mexico! Or It's called Google muchacho.

Happy Independence Day Mexico! Or not! Because Cinco De Mayo is the celebration of the battle of Puebla! This afternoon, the more responsible of us will join the less responsible who have been drinking since ten to celebrate tacos, margarita mixes and the colors red and green. Most will have zero idea what they are truly toasting and judging by the fact that it is the top trend on Google today people are at least trying to educate themselves on their history. 
Trivia question: who was Mexico fighting in that battle? If you said America you're wrong because it's the French! You know them, the ones who helped us win the Revolutionary War! History is fun when you read it. It's even better when you understand it. I love reading because I'm a nerd and I love to know things because it helps keep things interesting at trivia nights and on the occasional subway conversation at 1 am. My overall point here though is the lack of attention to this day that we blindly celebrate as an excuse to get drunk on tequila and eat nachos. Using someone heritage to have a good time an trivializing it isn't a party. Especially when the majority of people you ask have no clue what it is they are commemorating. I'm no expert on Mexican history. But I do think that It makes sense to at least know why you're going to be unreasonably hung over tomorrow morning when you're up at the tail end of eleven. Have a little decorum and at least know it's not their "Fourth of July". First of all that would be el Cuatro de Julio. Second of all it was a battle and not the end of it all. We take for granted that other places histories are important. We like to act as if the world revolves around us. And we aren't the best at anything anymore. We're not even great anymore from what my president says. But the least we can do is drink to the right things once in a while. Also, it's a holiday for Mexico. I'm Puerto Rican (spoiler alert) and it's not a day we recognize. I mean we'll celebrate if you're willing to buy....but I'm not rocking a red green and white outfit or anything. But hit me up on July 25 which is a day the island holds dear. If you'd like to know what it is, give the old Google a try. Maybe if we took the time to learn more about each other we could get a little bit closer. Just some Friday food for thought. 

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