On August 3rd, 2019, a madman walked into a Walmart and took the lives of 23 innocent people and injured dozens of others. This event took place in El Paso, Texas. A place that I and many others call home. This act of violence was committed in El Paso, not out of coincidence, but because El Paso is home to many “Mexicans,” as the person who committed the attack said. El Paso was targeted in a race-related attack that sent a beautiful community not only into mourning but into a fear that 6 years later is still unfortunately being felt. This fear not only came from attacks like August 3rd but from a long history of racism and hate towards Mexicans and Chicanos in America, from not only close-minded people but from the media itself and the portrait of the culture we come from. I acknowledge that America and many other places have race problems, not only specific to Mexicans and Chicanos as a whole, but as an individual and a Chicano myself, I can only speak on my experiences and my culture. Simply, I'm not in any position to speak on anyone else's culture if I'm not a part of it. Although I can't talk about what it is to be human and the importance of protecting that right, especially in today's climate.