Open note to Junot Diaz,

Damn! Both me and my wife read Domo-novels during our honeymoon in Puerto Rico. Rican-reading has dominated our shelves for years but yall kicked ass this season.

I write this as Boston kills LA in the Finals. Go ahead and make me more pissed. Say that your MIT-teaching ass is rooting with all of neo-dixie Boston.

Player-hatin is the name of my game right now. Even though Im sitting on top of the world- freshly minted married man- the Oscar Wao jumpoff has me reeling disgusted- one eye weeps while the two other scowl. Applause, perplexed.

Ignatius Riley on the Latino tip was bound to come. New Orleans and SD have the same architecture (sans faulty levees) for Jesus sake. But to kill it on some Marvel Universe versus Aime Cesaire ish? Why? Please tell me who gave you the right. Quien te mando? Mash-up may be the name of the game in music, but books? Bow down to the footnotes!

Straight up though- thanks for the motivation. Circle awards? -check, Tony awards? -check. (see comments) Dominicans got it on lock for the moment. Pulitzer and a movie deal (dont let LA hate cuz you a Bost-denizen)? But we PR pride people are coming for your literary ass. You might have just begun killing it on some brainiac S-dot-Pinker novelista shit but we ain’t even got started yet(I guess we have but still). Syntax, Simpatico, Surrealism. Lets do dis thing! De la Hoya, De la Renta lets-Wilde-out-Oscar! Americas, aight!?

Chi-town,
NyC-ricans,
Stand up,

MB

PS: Oscar was too fat for a career in graffiti or dee-jaying, huh? I guess I knew wacked-out 90’s kids who HH did not reach…but not many