…the unfortunate gardeners,

you know, those Mexican men

who keep finding their way back,

see them better than most.

Sure it has something to do with proximity,

but really their vision is sharper, honed

by years of living in a foreign language,

staying one thought ahead of coyotes,

border patrol, ICE agents, and employers

who think brown people work for cheap

because, well what choice do they have?

And that’s no fallacy, just the way

it is for some people. Even some white

people are beginning to see through brown

eyes. You know, the ones flipping burgers,

stocking shelves, cleaning houses;

a lot of those folks are learning Spanish

from coworkers. Another thing that’s

not a fallacy – it is a brown world out

there my friend. The color wheel is

turning. Someday the slaves

will own the garment district,

What then? How much are you willing

to pay for designer jeans? One of

those small brown bodies sweating

over a sewing machine will be the

next big name in Fashion. It is already

happening in Thailand. Seems to me

the only people who still believe in

fallacious arguments just aren’t

paying attention to the right people.

The next time the brown men come

to weed your garden ask one of them to show

you the proper way to dig out a fallacy,

and remember to say “gracias compadre.”