Lin-Manuel Miranda, composer, actor, MacArthur genius, dervish of social media activity, seems to be everywhere. On magazine covers. In television interviews. At the White House.
Suddenly, everyone on the planet seems obsessed with the man who took an overlooked Founding Father and made him relevant. Hip. Street. Suddenly, everyone wants to claim Miranda as their own personal treasure.
Sorry to burst your bubble, Hamilfans. While you can and should marvel at Miranda’s creative virtuosity, while you can and should stand in awe of his verbal and musical dexterity, while you can and should revel in the masterwork that is the cast recording, not all of you can claim him.
Es nuestro. He is ours.
This son of Puerto Ricans, born in Washington Heights, raised in a predominantly Hispanic Manhattan neighborhood, is puro Latino. Like so many of us, he grew up in a bilingual, bicultural home, a place where “American” music mingled with the traditional music of our parents, where Spanish oscillated with English, where the reality of our lives was rarely reflected in popular culture.
I’ve been there. A child searching for images and characters that mirrored my life as an immigrant from Ecuador, for stories that went beyond stereotypes, for people on TV and in the movies who looked like the people I knew. Searching, and finding precious few.
We were either tired tropes or invisible. Miranda talks about discovering John Leguizamo’s one-man shows, “Mambo Mouth” and “Spic-o-rama” — and feeling a jolt of familiarity and pride. I felt the same thing when I first saw Jimmy Smits as Victor Sifuentes on the 1980s TV drama “L.A. Law.” A dark-skinned Latino playing a high-powered lawyer. Educated. Sophisticated. Successful. The portrayal acknowledged that Latinos were not all gardeners and gangbangers. It was an affirmation. He was one of our own. Era nuestro.
I still feel that jolt every time I see a Latino in the spotlight.
I had long been an admirer of Miranda’s, going back to “In The Heights,” his musical about a bodega owner in the Dominican enclave of Washington Heights. He was putting characters on the Broadway stage who spoke like my friends and family, danced to the same music, had the same cultural touchstones.
It was mind-blowing.
After that, I sought out all scraps of information about him. I tracked down every interview. I cried at his performance as Alvie, a psychiatric patient, on the TV show “House.” I followed the progress of “Hamilton” as if I had money riding on the production.
Yet I was still unprepared for the emotional wallop of seeing the opening number on my small screen. There, wearing traditional colonial costumes, were actors in all shades of brown. There they were, weaving the tale of an immigrant who rose up from nothing. That is my story, too, I thought, my heart pounding.
I kept inching closer to the TV set.
For so long, Latinos have been shut out of the narrative. For so long, our voices have been marginalized and ostracized.
With “Hamilton,” Miranda placed us squarely in the center of the American experience. Even the framing of the show as an immigrant journey speaks directly to those of us who came here from Latin America and the Caribbean.
He has created an ode to our struggles and our dreams, our losses and our accomplishments. I still chuckle every time Hamilton and Lafayette crow: “Immigrants, we get the job done.” It’s as if Miranda is winking at me and whispering: Tu sabes. You know.
i realized last night that the only ladrien fic rec list i’ve seen is @clairelutra‘s short and sweet list a while back. so i’d thought that i, with my own personal ladrien treasure hoard that i lounge around on like a dragon, should probably put one together. please note that these are my personal Big Favourites and i still have tons to read. you’ll find more ladrien fic in the fanfiction tag of this blog
Some people:*harasses RT current and ex employees*
Some other people:*tells other people with opposing view to go kill themselves*
Monty Oum watching above:*face palms*
RIP Monty. I don't personally know you, but from all the videos and interviews I've seen of you and all I heard of you, for the very least I'm pretty sure you never wanted this to happen to the supportive fandom you remembered. I joined this fandom only this Feb and I like to think by just seeing how this fandom continues to grow, your legacy is definitely being carried on one way even for the smallest degree. How the community acts right now is probably reversing that effect. Not to mention individuals harassing your friends and co-workers - no matter which side of the argument they may stand or not at all - under your name is actually an act dishonoring you.
Me:Jacob, I just found out there is going to be two Snow White films coming out next year!
Jacob:What?? How?? Is there any trailers?
Me:No, not yet. But Kristen Stewart is going to be Snow White in one of the films. She is going to ruin it!! Although, Chris Hemsworth is going to be in it too and he is super sexy. Maybe that will make up for Kristen Stewart.
Jacob:Haha. Well he is OKAY..
Me:No. He is super freakin gorgeous man!! I want to drool every time I look at his face.
Jacob:Haha. He looks like me...except I'm a bit better
Me:HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA that is the biggest lie I've ever heard!
Joe:How could you hate Rise of the Planet of the Apes?
Me:I said I loved AND hated it at the same time.
Joe:How does that even work?
Me:Joe, what are my two most favorite things in the entire world?
Joe:Uhh...animals and old people?
Me:ANIMALS AND OLD PEOPLE! That movie had animal cruelty and the adorable little old man had Alzheimers and died. That movie made me sad and want to cry! BUTTTTTT it was really well done and I thought it was very intense. So I loved it AND hated it at the same time.
I obviously should not be allowed to go shopping by myself. I come home with a ton of unnecessary things that I will never use in my entire life. However, this mustache mask was the shit and I couldn’t resist.
I won’t have internet for a little while so that sucks. I’m not exactly sure when I’ll get it back. So until I do, I’ll probably be a little absent from tumblr.
I am very upset with the awards yesterday!! Tangled should have won best original song, not Toy Story 3!! Yes that was a great movie and all, but Tangled had the better songs! I stopped watching after that because of how upset I was about it! Way to ruin my Sunday night T.V.!
~On another note. I love playing Naruto Ultimate Ninja. It’s very addicting.