Saturday, August 15, 2026
TRUMP BOMBS OUT IN DESPERATE SEARCH FOR MISSING MUNITIONS
WITH THE START OF SCHOOL, AN UNERASABLE MEMORY
By Juan Montoya
This was always an unpleasant task and I always left it for the last minute because you would invariably find yourself pawing through piles of left over pencils, composition books, rulers, folders, dividers, etc. to try to get everything on the list the teachers ask parents to get for their students.
That was bad enough.
But when you consider that you are trying to do this against other desperate parents (especially pushy moms) who procrastinated just like you and find themselves trying to scratch off every last item from their list, it becomes a pitched battle on the school supply pile at stores like Walmart, Kmart when there was one, the Family Dollars, Target, etc. by parents with their back against the clock and a fast-approaching deadline.
The moms were the worse. They weren't above edging past you in the line and pushing you aside as they grabbed for that missing three-hole binder (had to be black), or the safety scissors they needed for their list.
To make the long story short, as 10 p.m. approached, things were getting desperate. Still unscratched on the list were two combination blue-and-red erasers. Everywhere I went, they had an eraser of one color, or some other types, some of them with a small brush at one end, and instead of the lead, it was an eraser point like a pencil.
I gave up after the stores started closing and the elusive erasers were nowhere to be found. I had failed.
This had never happened before and I arrived at the house with my different bags from the different stores bulging over with supplies. But no double-color gum erasers.
The little one was at the living room coffee table drawing something on a paper with a crayon when I arrived. She looked up and saw the supplies looking at me expectantly as she filled in her drawing with the crayon. There was no way out. I fessed up, a bit defensive, even as I tried to hide my exasperation.
"Nana, It took me half the night and I got everything on the list except for one thing, those erasers with the two colors, you know, the red and the blue. I went to the four Walmarts and everything is gone. Then I went to the Target, the Family Dollars, all of them. There are no two-sided erasers left in the city. I'm sorry."
God made little girls different.
She eyed me somewhat distractedly, looked up from her creation and said: "Erasers? Oh, don't worry about that Dad. I won't need them. I'm not going to make any mistakes."
FOR WHOM THE POLLS TOLL; THEY TOLL FOR FOR YOU, GREG
Nine weeks ago, this same poll had us trailing Greg Abbott by 6 points. Now, that gap is down to 1.
This is a completely separate survey than the Fox News poll that broke recently — Texas Pulse, conducted by Texas A&M’s Bush School for Government — and it found the exact same thing: Abbott 46 percent, me at 45 percent.
Three different pollsters showing identical results in the same week is not a fluke. It’s a trend.
Here's what’s changed since the June poll showing us down 6: Texans are getting to know me. In June, more than half of voters didn’t know enough about me to have an opinion. Now it’s less than a third. And the more they learn, the more they like what they see. My favorability has climbed from a net +13 to a net +18 in just two months.
Meanwhile, Abbott’s numbers are going the other way. His approval rating is underwater, 47-51 percent. His favorability is underwater, 46-50 percent. Twelve years as governor, and Texans are done.
I don’t need to tell you why. You’re living it. Rising grocery bills, rising premiums, rising property taxes. Data centers flooding our state. And a governor who’s spent over a decade protecting the people at the top instead of the Texans footing the bill.
We have momentum. We do not have the resources to match it — not yet, not without your help. Abbott’s campaign has nearly $70 million sitting in the bank, and they are going to spend every dollar of it trying to make sure Texans who are ready for change don’t show up in November.
Friday, August 14, 2026
LOOKING FOR DONA ESTEFANA ALONG MILITARY HIGHWAY
By Juan Montoya
As children living in San Pedro, west of Brownsville, we used to go picking wild raspberries from several bushes growing near an old cotton gin that used to stand across a ditch west of where Riverside Golf Resort is today.
Off in the distance in the cotton fields adjacent to the gin we could see several headstones from an old, abandoned rural cemetery, one of many dotting the side of the road historically used by the U.S. Army to shuttle between Ft. Brown in Brownsville and the Ringgold Barracks in Rio Grande City.
Whoever used that cemetery were long gone, and after a few decades after the berry bushes and the gin were also gone, the river levee was moved, the Border Wall built, and the cemetery disappeared under next year's cotton crop.It wasn't until much later – in 2007 – that I was told by the late Praxedis G. "PG" Cavazos, that the State of Texas' Historical Commission was erecting a marker along Military Highway near the ancient cemetery which had belonged to Estefena Goseascochea de Cavazos y de Cortina, the descendant of Salvador De la Garza, the original recipient of the "El Potrero del Espiritu Santo" by King Charles III of Spain on September 26, 1781.
It encompassed fifty-nine and one-half leagues (263,369.9 acres) including almost all of what today is Cameron County, Texas.
The marker was placed along Military because just about all traces of her original ranch was gone, as was the cemetery which she established on that land and where she was buried upon her death in 1867 as per her wishes.Her request was that she was buried in "El Campo Santo que yo tengo en este rancho de mi propiedad" (cemetery that I have on this ranch of my property), near where her home once stood. Her funeral was largely attended.This past Tuesday, we went up and across the levee entry where the gin had stood and were able to drive along the cotton field looking for any sign of the cemetery or buildings.
Thursday, August 13, 2026
COMING TO A TELEVISION SCREEN NEAR YOU THIS SATURDAY!
Wednesday, August 12, 2026
Tuesday, August 11, 2026
WHEN TACOS AND SPANISH WERE RIDICULED IN LOCAL SCHOOLS
Every time Andres passes by the old mesquite tree next to Olmito Elementary by Old Highway 77, he smiles.
The boys had made it a habit to gather under the tree each day at noon to have their lunch. They could well have gone to the cafeteria, but preferred to gather under the tree and chatter. This suited Andres just fine, since he could not have joined in the conversation inside the cafeteria, where teachers and their favorites were always on the watch for anyone speaking Spanish, which at that time was not allowed on school grounds.
Andres had just come to Olmito with his family from nearby northern Mexico. Although his father had been born in central Texas, his parents had taken him to rural San Pedro, Coahuila, where the Mexican government had allotted them farm land in its huge irrigation project in the Laguna region. His father Jose had grown up a Mexican, never realizing his true citizenship. He had met Andres’s future mother, Socorro, whose family from Veracruz was also drawn by the government’s enticement of land and work in Mexico’s cotton belt, and they married there.
For a few years, until Andres was six, both families had prospered in the harsh desert climate. During the day, the searing hot sun would cover the little town in a stifling blanket of heat. At night, the cold winds from the nearby hills would chill him and his brother as they huddled under the blankets to keep warm.
After a few years, the desert started to reclaim the land, and the huge cotton yields started to grow smaller, until both extended families – grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins – left to seek their fortunes in northern Tamaulipas.
Eventually, his father had joined other men to go work in the cotton fields of South Texas, where the pay was in dollars, and where there was always a need for good cotton pickers and farm workers. Pickers from the Laguna area were specially prized as workers, each one picking three rows at a time and singing in the distance in front of the others.
After a time, his father had moved the family to a Mexican border town. He discovered he was a U.S. citizen when he was stopped by a Border Patrol agent when he was caught swimming across the river as he and the other workers had done so often.
“I never knew I was,” his father had replied. After that, it was just a matter of time before his father’s mother produced the birth certificate from among her stash of family documents.
“You were born near Victoria, Texas, Jose,” she had told his dad. “But it was so long ago, we never really thought about it. You are a citizen of the United States. So are two of your sisters and one brother. The rest were born in Coahuila.”
And so his father had continued working in the cotton farm in Olmito, eventually becoming one of the permanent workers there. With steady work, he undertook the task of bringing his family north. His employer told him that if he was able to cross them over, his citizenship would prevent the law from deporting them.
And so it was that during Charro Days – a bi-national holiday celebrated by the both cities during February – Andres’s mother bundled him and his brothers and sisters, now five in all, to walk across the bridge.
“Mom, why are we putting on three pairs of pants and shirts?,” he had asked.
“You never mind and don’t go around telling anyone,” she had told him firmly. “Just hold on to your little brother’s hand and don’t let go.”
It had been a long-standing tradition fostered by the local chamber of commerce to allow Mexicanresidents of the nearby town to cross into the United States to join the celebration. They called it “paso libre” and the Mexican nationals were warned not to go further north than the city limits. However, his father had enlisted the aid of his employer to use his pickup truck with a shell and it was an easy matter to travel through the back country roads to their new home in Olmito.
Life on the cotton farm was an exciting change for Andres and his family. Each morning, truckloads of laborers would arrive at dawn to work in the cotton fields. Many of them were old and bent with age as they got off the back of the truck, where 20 or 30 more of their fellows were crowded together for the trip from the border town to the ranch.
In those days, the Border Patrol turned a blind eye to the daily coming and going of these workers. If they could cross the river – whether with a permit through the bridge or swimming through the treacherous currents of the water – they could go unbothered about their labor on the nearby farms.
In fact, there were recognized places downtown where workers by the hundreds would gather waiting to be picked up by the trucks that would take them to the nearby farms. The Border Patrol would make sure the process went smoothly, assuring the local farmers of a steady supply of labor.
The adults would tease the kids on the farm – many of them there illegally like Andres and his brothers – when the familiar green and white trucks of the Border Patrol would approach on the road.
“Run! Run! Here comes the migra!,” they would shout as the kids ran and hid under the tractors and other implements in the open sheds. The agents shared in the fun as they passed by smiling at the children hiding behind the machinery and the large metal disks attached to the tractors.
When the cotton plants were two to three inches tall, the workers would arrive early in the morning, some carrying worn leather knee pads, to thin the crop. After having some hot coffee, they would be dispatched to their respective fields and set about to thin the rows, spacing the plants uniformly by pulling the shoots with their hands. In the evenings when they clambered aboard the trucks, they would haul their weary bodies onto the bed. Their callused hands were stained a dark green from the day-long pulling of the plants.
Eventually, school started and Andres and his brothers and sisters were enrolled in Olmito Elementary. A bus would pick them up each morning and deliver them home after school. Since he didn’t know a word of English even though he was seven, Andres was placed in the second-grade class. His teacher, an elderly lady perhaps 70 years old, didn’t know a word of Spanish. Since Spanish was prohibited on school grounds, there was very little to be done to teach Andres how to read or understand his lessons.
Unable to place him in any of her three reading groups – A, B, or C – Mrs. Stroman had him sit behind each group as she gave the children their daily lessons. All Andres did during the day was to sit in the back of the groups and try to follow the lessons by glancing at their books and following along on the pages.
After a few days, his two older sisters complained to their parents that the Anglo students and some of the others would make fun of them when they took out their lunch in the cafeteria.
“They tease us because we have tacos,” they told their mother. “All the other kids have baloney sandwiches and we have tacos. They’re mean.”
Bowing to the pressure, his parents soon sent all of them to school with baloney sandwiches in their brown paper lunch sacks. Even though they never ate sandwiches at home, they dutifully bought them for the kids so they would not be teased anymore. On the bus on the way to school, Andres soon made a few friends who asked him his name and what grade he was in.
Although some of the kids were in third grade, they soon became buddies. The driver did not enforce the English-only rule on the bus. Andres soon found out that his family wasn’t the only one in Olmito who didn’t eat cold sandwiches. In fact, he became a minor celebrity because he took sandwiches for lunch while the rest of the kids took tacos.
“What did your mother make you for lunch?,” he asked his friend Paco.
“Papas con bacon,” Paco replied. “You want to trade?”
“Sure,” Andres said.
He couldn’t get over his good fortune. Paco’s mother – whoever she was – was a master at making flour tortillas. They were soft and fluffy and shaped themselves snugly around the food. The potatoes were diced and soft and the bacon pieces gave the tacos a delicious taste. Since he didn’t want his sisters to tell his parents – or to get teased in the cafeteria – he convinced Paco to have their lunch under the mesquite tree.
When lunch time came around, he and Paco were joined by another four or five boys and made their way to the tree. There, he asked them about some of the lessons he didn’t understand as they shared their lunch, or rather, they took turns munching on the baloney sandwich he had traded with Paco.
“To the bathroom, al baño,” Paco said. “You can go in there and speak Spanish and everything.”
When he returned to his class, he decided to try it on Mrs. Stroman.
Walking up to the elderly lady, he stood before her as she glanced up from the reading lesson she was giving the B group.
“Maybescuze?,” he asked.
The old lady stared at him incredulously and merely pointed down the hallway to the bathroom.
Sure enough, inside were four or five other students laughing and joking among themselves in Spanish.
“Como lo hiciste? (How did you do it?,”) they asked Andres.“Domas le dije ‘maybescuze’ y me dejo venir (I just said and maybescuze and she let me come,” he replied.
Years later, Andres got a small satisfaction when he passed by a Taco Bell franchise and saw it was full of non-Hispanics craving what they thought was traditional Mexican food. Personally, the brittle taco shells filled with minced meat never appealed to him.
“Now that was real food,” he thought.
Every time he drives past that old mesquite tree, Andres smiles.
FOOD STAMP CUTS: WE CAN TAKE THEIR CAKE AND EAT IT, TOO
By Mark Richardson
The work requirements are part of the Big Beautiful Bill Act of 2025 (OBBB) which was signed into law on July 4, 2025, adding more requirements for many adult SNAP recipients to work, volunteer or participate in job training for at least 80 hours a month.
Previously, work requirements were applied to adults ages 18–54 who are physically and mentally able to work and don’t have dependents under age 18. The new law expands those requirements to those ages 55–64 and to parents without children younger than 14.
It also takes away work exemptions for homeless people, veterans and young adults aging out of foster care. And it limits the ability of states to waive work requirements in areas lacking jobs.
Monday, August 10, 2026
Sunday, August 9, 2026
ANTONIA HERNANDEZ: ESAS SON VIEJAS...NO QUALQUIER COSA
Special to El Rrun-Rrun
Early in her legal career, Hernández represented women in Madrigal v. Quilligan, a landmark case exposing the involuntary sterilization of Mexican-descent women at Los Angeles County Hospital without their informed consent. Though the case itself was not won in court, the public attention it generated led directly to statewide reforms protecting patients' reproductive rights.
In 1979, Hernández became the first Latina to serve as counsel to the U.S. Senate Judiciary Committee, a significant milestone in an institution that had rarely included voices like hers.
Hernández has said she went to law school for one specific reason: to use the law as a vehicle for social change. Her career is a direct record of that mission carried out.
Had you heard of Antonia Hernández or her work with MALDEF before today?
NEW WRINKLE TO "ILLEGAL DUMPING" IN CITY COMISSIONER'S EXPLANATION
Public confidence in local government depends on one fundamental principle: elected officials must safeguard taxpayer resources and demand accountability whenever questions arise about the use of public funds.The recent public reports involving Brownsville City Commissioner Gustavo De Leon illustrate why that principle matters.
According to published news reports, Commissioner De Leon stated that the City of Brownsville constructed a road on property owned by his family without his permission. If that statement is accurate, it immediately raises a series of legitimate questions that deserve independent answers—not political talking points.
These are not accusations. They are the questions every responsible City Commissioner should already be demanding answers to.
Unfortunately, Brownsville taxpayers appear to be no closer to the truth today than when the story first became public.
The responsibility of a City Commissioner is not simply to attend meetings and cast votes. Commissioners serve as fiduciaries for the public. They are entrusted with protecting taxpayer dollars, ensuring government operates transparently, and insisting that every expenditure serves a lawful public purpose.
When credible questions arise regarding the use of public resources, commissioners should welcome an independent investigation. Transparency protects innocent public servants just as much as it exposes wrongdoing. An impartial investigation benefits everyone by replacing speculation with facts.The questions are straightforward:
• Where was the road constructed?
• Who owned the property at the time?
• Who authorized the work?
• Which city employees and equipment were involved?
• What public funds were spent?
• Did the project serve a legitimate public purpose?
• Were all applicable city policies and Texas laws followed?
These are questions of accountability, not politics.The citizens of Brownsville should not be forced to rely on rumors, social media debates, or competing narratives. They deserve documented facts supported by work orders, purchase records, employee time sheets, equipment logs, and any other records that explain exactly what occurred.
This is why a request for an independent investigation is appropriate. Such an investigation would not presume anyone committed a crime. Instead, it would establish the facts, preserve public records, and determine whether the actions taken complied with Texas law and municipal policy.
Good government has nothing to fear from transparency.
If no wrongdoing occurred, an independent investigation will restore public confidence. If mistakes were made, taxpayers deserve to know what happened and what corrective measures will prevent it from happening again.
Ultimately, this issue is larger than one commissioner or one road. It is about whether Brownsville’s elected officials will fulfill their obligation to protect the public treasury with the same diligence they would expect if the money were their own.
Until those questions are answered through an independent and transparent process, Brownsville taxpayers remain no closer to the truth—and that should concern every citizen, regardless of political affiliation.
Saturday, August 8, 2026
ARE YOU THINKING THE SAME THING? IF THE INMATE RAN, WOULD THE DEPUTY CATCH HIM BEFORE HE REACHES THE RIVER?
Friday, August 7, 2026
CAN'T BEAT $2 BREWS DURING 1ST FRIDAY BOOTS ON THE BLOCK EN EL SPORTSMAN
Thursday, August 6, 2026
DATA CENTERS DOUBLE DOWN ON NOISE, WATER, ELECTRIC USE
La Cebolla
SAN FRANCISCO—Hailing rapid developments in the infrastructure needed to support artificial intelligence, OpenAI CEO Sam Altman announced Tuesday that technological advancements were now allowing data centers to run on even more electricity.
“People said we were using an unacceptable amount of power, and with these upgraded facilities that require so much more of it, we’ve shown that we took those criticisms to heart,” said Altman, adding that while the newer data centers did not perform any better than their predecessors, they consumed five times as much electricity and were proving exceptional at straining power grids to the point of collapse.
“These improvements are revolutionizing the way data centers are exhausting not only energy, but also water, with the latest servers requiring 50 percent more of it to keep cool. And of course, the brisk acceleration in data center electricity consumption means even louder continuous noise in surrounding communities—no doubt a relief to residents upset that they can still manage to sleep once or twice a week over the unceasing whirring.”
Altman went on to say he was optimistic that innovations would soon enable data centers to run on enough electricity to plunge the rest of the nation into permanent darkness.
IN GOD WE TRUST, ALL OTHERS – INCLUDING RUSSIANS – PAY TRUMP CASH: AND HE MOVES TO HIDE HIS FINANCES FROM BBC
By Ashleigh Fields
The Hill
The British broadcaster received approval from a judge late last month to probe the president’s financial documents after Trump claimed he experienced losses due to an episode of the company’s “Panorama” series titled “Trump: A Second Chance?”
In the footage, the BBC strung together three separate portions of a speech from Trump to make it look as if he encouraged a violent attack on the Capitol.
“The BBC’s improperly broad subpoena demands the Trust’s confidential tax, ownership, and financial records for approximately 400 entities,” Trump’s attorney Alejandro Brito wrote in the legal filing.
“Once the Trust were to begin handing those records over to the BBC, that disclosure could not be undone, and the Trust’s pending objections could not restore what the BBC will already have seen,” Brito added.
If the emergency motion is not approved, the BBC would be granted insight on Trump’s crypto and stock profit, as well as business transactions from at least 400 entities and companies tied to his personal assets managed by family.
Last month, Judge Enjoliqué Aytch Lett granted the BBC’s subpoena to review documents from the Donald J. Trump Revocable Trust dating to Jan. 1, 2023.
Her approval requires that the trust start producing documents by Thursday.
“Against the Trust’s irreversible injury, the BBC cannot point to any injury, only to brief delay, which does not constitute harm. Fact discovery remains open for months, and the BBC has never explained why it needed a non-party’s complete financial records within ten days or how a short stay would impair its defense,” Brito wrote.
The BBC has apologized for the documentary edit but has strongly rebuked Trump’s push for a payout and attempted to dismiss the lawsuit against the company, arguing U.S. courts hold no legal jurisdiction over the foreign corporation.
The president has refused to back down and recently requested that District Judge Roy Altman allow him to alter the lawsuit in a manner that would shield his financial documents from being reviewed by the British broadcaster.
Wednesday, August 5, 2026
U.S. SENATE WORD OF THE DAY: GELDINGS, AS IN RAND PAUL, "EL CAPADO"
By Charley Seagraves
“First, I refuse to dignify your idiotic questions with an answer, any answer. And as for you Rand Paul, you pompous, curly-haired, cockwomble, I know now why your neighbor beat the crap out of you. You’re one of those lowlifes who will do anything to try to distract from your own incompetence in order to create chaos and avoid the real issues.
MATAMOROS PEPSI CO. VICTIM OF CARTEL EXTORTION ARSON
More than 40 Sabritas delivery trucks were consumed in a massive fire at a @PepsiCo warehouse in #Matamoros, #mexico
WITH A DEAD HEAT IN THE GOV'S RACE, SAY NO TO ELECTION RIGGING
Today marks the one year anniversary of when my Texas House colleagues and I broke quorum to stop Greg Abbott and Texas Republicans from forcing through rigged mid-decade redistricting.
I wasn’t going to sit back and just let that happen. My colleagues and I got up and fought back.
We put a national spotlight on what Republicans were doing. And we showed the country what it looks like to stand up when democracy is on the line.
Despite the Supreme Court clearing the way for Republicans’ rigged maps, we haven’t given up this fight. Because Abbott and his allies aren’t done. They’ve promised to come back next year and rig the maps all over again. And they’re already eyeing when Texas gains 4-5 more seats by the end of this decade.
And A new poll just dropped from Fox News, and we’re only ONE POINT behind Greg Abbott.
This is the tightest margin of Abbott’s entire political life.
Rigging elections is exactly how Republicans try to hold onto power when they know voters are turning on them. They redraw the lines, causing chaos in the midst of important elections.
But we can still fight back, and we will fight back — because no matter how hard he tries, Greg Abbott cannot gerrymander the governor’s election. The question is whether we have the resources to seize this moment and win.
Will you please chip in $5 to help us have the resources to stay on offense against Abbott, organize statewide, and continue fighting for working Texans?
Tuesday, August 4, 2026
UNDER PRESSURE FROM HINOJOSA, STATE WILL AUDIT DATA CENTERS AND STOPS ALL CONSTRUCTION ACROSS THE STATE, INLCUDING ANY PROPOSED FOR BROWNSVILLE
AUSTIN, Texas (KETK) – On Monday – faced calls from his governor’s race opponent, Texas State Rep. Gina Hinojosa, to put a moratorium on all data center construction in the state – Texas Governor Greg Abbott ordered the Public Utility Commission of Texas (PUCT) and the Electric Reliability Council of Texas (ERCOT) to audit all data center projects that are connecting to the state’s grid.
The PUCT and have been tasked with doing a comprehensive “verification and audit” of any data centers in the state that are working through ERCOT’s grid interconnection process.
According to the state, no data center projects are allowed to move forward with construction until this audit is completed. The governor’s office noted that any data center project that fails to comply with the PUCT and ERCOT will not be allowed to connect to the state’s power grid.
As recently as last week, Gov. Greg Abbott faced calls from his governor’s race opponent, Texas State Rep. Gina Hinojosa, to put a moratorium on all data center construction in the state.
The nonprofit group Save Cedar Creek Lake said Abbott’s audit and the pause on construction falls short of being a “real” moratorium in their view.
“We are not asking the Governor to cancel the audit. We are asking him to widen it into a real moratorium before the scope hardens,” the group said in a press release Monday. “If a data center cannot get a power connection during your audit, it should not be able to get a water contract, an air permit, or a tax abatement either. Pause all of it, publish what you find, and tell us when the pause ends.”
In total, ERCOT is reportedly considering over 474 gigawatts worth of requests from facilities looking to connect to the state power grid and around 90 percent of those requests are from proposed data centers.
To put that into perspective, the Department of Interior lists 1 gigawatt of power as enough to power between 225,000 to 300,000 average homes for a year. By those numbers, the amount of requests ERCOT is currently reviewing could power between 106,650,000 and 142,200,000 average homes for a year.
PUCT and ERCOT will collect the following information from each data center project that they audit:
* “Information detailing the extent to which data centers are paying their own way or depending on the state for financial assistance. That would include all state and local tax incentives, grants, abatements, or other public financial assistance received or expected to be received.”
* “The extent to which data centers are providing their own power or depending on the ERCOT grid for that power. Details should include projected annual and peak electricity consumption; and any effort and progress to construct or procure on-site electric generation including generation type, or other measures to reduce demand on the ERCOT grid.”
* “Information detailing the ownership and controlling interests in the project.”





