by Isaac Cubillos | Feb 24, 2026 | Journal
I spent this past week cleaning a sailboat. Not one that will ever touch water, but one that carries itself like it could. Four feet long. Five feet tall. A tall mast reaching toward the ceiling. White paneled sails. Long overhangs. A hull that looks fast even sitting...
by Isaac Cubillos | Feb 17, 2026 | Brown Eyes, Clear Truth
I have a photograph from April 1973. Boulder, Colorado. The Crusade for Justice. In the frame stand Rodolfo Gonzales — Corky — founder of the Crusade. Beside him, Angela Davis, scholar and radical voice of a generation. And on the far right, a young Jesse Jackson....
by Isaac Cubillos | Feb 15, 2026 | Brown Eyes, Clear Truth
A few years ago, I saw the word Chicano on a University of California student application. Not in a classroom.Not in a movement space.In a drop-down menu. It was just another ethnic group. That should bother anyone who knows where the word came from. Chicano was never...
by Isaac Cubillos | Feb 15, 2026 | Brown Eyes, Clear Truth
There was a time when “Chicano” was not cultural décor. It was not an aesthetic.It was not a vibe.It was not something you listed in a social media bio between your playlist and your favorite taco truck. It was a political position for U.S. citizens of Mexican...
by Isaac Cubillos | Feb 5, 2026 | Journal
Not “media acquaintances.” Friends. Collegues. People whose voices I recognize in copy, whose bylines I’ve followed for years, whose texts came in late at night after a brutal edit or a long flight back from somewhere dangerous. So let’s dispense with the idea that...
