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Friday, May 08, 2026

Call It What It Is: Children and Families are being Mercilessly Jailed. IMPORTANT READ ON WHAT'S HAPPENING IN DILLEY, TEXAS

IMPORTANT READ ON WHAT'S HAPPENING IN DILLEY, TEXAS

We should stop hiding this cruelty behind bureaucratic language. “Family detention” is not a neutral policy term when children are being jailed, denied adequate medical care, and forced to suffer inside immigration facilities. Reports of infants and children becoming gravely ill in custody are not unfortunate side effects. They are evidence of a system willing to sacrifice children’s bodies and families’ dignity in the name of enforcement.

We should be outraged, and we should say plainly what is happening: children and parents seeking safety are being harmed by the very government that owes them protection. These families deserve freedom, accountability, and justice.

We should also recognize lawmakers such as U.S. Congressman Joaquin Castro, who have refused to look away from this cruelty. He and other members of Congress have raised public awareness about the inhumanity of imprisoning children, called for detained families to be released, and demanded that the Dilley facility be shut down.

This one child's drawing says it all. So heartbreaking.

In addition to The New Yorker piece posted below, read this recent piece, "'These kids are deeply traumatized' | Castro leads delegation raising concerns over treatment of families and children at Dilley ICE facility," and follow him on Instagram to remain aware of his advocacy.

All of us deserve to live in a free society—one in which no one, citizen or noncitizen, has to fear being targeted because of how they look, what language they speak, where they work, or what papers an officer assumes they do or do not have. That fear has only deepened after the Supreme Court lifted restrictions on immigration stops in Los Angeles, allowing agents to resume practices that had been challenged as racially discriminatory while the underlying case continues.

This is a chilling, enraging piece. I encourage you to read it all the way through. You may also listen to it through the audio option on the article page.

—Angela Valenzuela, Ph.D.

#StopTheCruelty #CloseDilley #ShutDownDilley #EndFamilyDetention #FreeDilleyChildren


By Sarah Stillman, April 13, 2026 | The New Yorker

Kheilin Valero Marcano recalled asking detention-center staffers, “Are you going to watch my 
baby die in my arms?”Photographs by Carlos Jaramillo for The New Yorker

Read in Spanish | Leer en español April 20, 2026

In early February, Elora Mukherjee, who runs one of the country’s leading immigrants’-rights clinics, at Columbia Law School, told me about a client of hers who was detained in South Texas. The client, Mukherjee explained, was in the midst of a life-threatening medical crisis. What’s more, she was eighteen months old. Baby Amalia, as Mukherjee called her, had been sent to a San Antonio hospital with critically low oxygen levels. She’d spent more than a week in intensive care, where she and her mother were watched by ICE agents. After being discharged from the hospital, the toddler had been sent back to the place where she had nearly died: the Dilley Immigration Processing Center, where many children had severe respiratory illnesses. “The doctors prescribed Amalia a medication by nebulizer,” Mukherjee told me, but, when the child and her mother returned to Dilley, “the officers took those meds.” (A spokesperson for the Department of Homeland Security said that any claims that Amalia “did not receive her medication or proper medical treatment” are false.)

For months, I’d been investigating how the suffering of children, including infants and toddlers, has become central to the Trump Administration’s immigration-enforcement strategy. In Chicago and Portland, Oregon, federal agents had fired chemical munitions at children. In Idaho, I reviewed evidence of children being swept up in a vast and violent immigration raid on a family-friendly horse race and zip-tied until their wrists bruised or bled.

When children’s bodies bear the brunt of federal immigration enforcement, it’s not merely a matter of collateral damage. In the first days of Donald Trump’s second term, his Administration launched a series of executive actions that, in effect, directed immigration enforcement against kids. Under Joe Biden, D.H.S. had designated “protected areas,” where ICE and Customs and Border Protection were discouraged from conducting operations; these included places “where children gather.” Trump’s D.H.S. rescinded that designation, freeing agents to target children, parents, and caregivers at playgrounds, child-care centers, and schools. (In March, Democrats in Congress released a report that documented forty-two such incidents in or around “schools, school bus stops, and day care centers,” with “devastating consequences for children learning and being cared for at these locations.”) Similarly, Trump’s Executive Office for Immigration Review cancelled a Biden-era memo that urged immigration judges to adopt “child-friendly courtroom procedures.” Later, a new ICE initiative urged agents to track down unaccompanied migrant children, ostensibly to insure that they weren’t being trafficked but also, in many cases, to deport them. “The real through line is a strategic and coördinated effort specifically to target kids, with the goal to make life so unbearable for immigrant families at every point of contact that they feel they have no choice but to leave,” Kica Matos, the president of the National Immigration Law Center, an immigrants’-rights group, told me.

The harm to children is particularly clear in the Trump Administration’s revival and expansion of family detention at Dilley, where Amalia and more than five thousand other children and parents have been held during the past year. In a report released on April 1st, Human Rights First and RAICES—two major nonprofits working on immigrants’ rights—offer a close look at what they call a “new era of ICE family prisons.” Based on interviews with thirty-five families who have spent time during the past year in family detention and more than three hundred legal cases in which RAICES has represented asylum seekers, the report describes more than a dozen family separations that have been conducted by U.S. immigration enforcement since Trump returned to office; most of the incidents occurred at Dilley. It also alleges that significant due-process violations have led to the summary deportations of children and families with credible asylum claims. And it documents accounts of widespread medical neglect of children, including infants, in the care of CoreCivic, the private contractor that operates Dilley, which reported more than two billion dollars in total revenue last year. Faisal al-Juburi, a co-C.E.O. of RAICES, told me, “Right now, the egregious medical neglect alone could, isolated from all the other horrors, be considered clear evidence of intentional harm.” (D.H.S. said that all detainees receive due process and proper medical treatment. The agency also denied that ICE targets children.)

This January, the average daily population at Dilley soared to more than nine hundred. By mid-March, it fell to under a hundred before rising again. Robyn Barnard, a co-author of the report and the senior director of refugee advocacy at Human Rights First, told me, “There is no indication that they plan to wind down at Dilley.” She was aware of at least two families in the facility who’d been there for longer than a hundred days—more than five times the legal limit for holding a child in immigration detention, as indicated by a settlement called the Flores agreement. “If these are the horrors we know about, what are the ones we still don’t know about?” she asked. She also pointed out that, unlike in the past, many of the families detained at Dilley had put down roots in the U.S. In early April, I spoke to an Indian family of four who’d lived in the Los Angeles area since 2022; when we talked, they’d been held at Dilley for nearly fifty days. The father, Jagdish, told me that one of his children was vomiting and the other had bloody stools; both were depressed. “The suffering is too big,” he said.

Amalia and her parents, Stiven Arrieta Prieto and Kheilin Valero Marcano, were released in early February. On their first weekend out of detention, Prieto and Marcano sat down at a sponsor’s home to speak with me, joined by Mukherjee and three law students who’d worked many late nights to get them released. “I want to be a spokesperson for all the women with children at Dilley who are living with the nerves and desperation of not knowing if their child will survive,” Marcano told me. “So that they won’t lose hope. So that they won’t keep living in purgatory.”

malia was a healthy child last December 11th, when she and her parents were arrested by immigration-enforcement officials in El Paso. Prieto and Marcano had grown up in Venezuela, a country they never wanted to leave. But, in 2024, they sought asylum in the U.S., on the basis that they had opposed the Nicolás Maduro regime and faced persecution.

They took all the steps required by the Biden Administration. Arriving at the southern border, they registered for an appointment with Customs and Border Protection. They then waited for months in Mexico, during which time Marcano gave birth to Amalia. The family received an immigration court date in 2027 and were granted humanitarian parole, a status that allowed them to live lawfully in the U.S. until they appeared in court.

The family moved to El Paso, where they found a playground that Amalia loved and a close-knit church. Amalia learned her first words: “Mamá,” “Papá,” and “agua.” But, in 2025, the Trump Administration attempted to terminate many forms of immigration protection for asylum seekers, including humanitarian parole programs, and began apprehending families who were awaiting their chance to go before a judge. (“The law requires those in the country illegally claiming asylum to be detained pending removal,” a D.H.S. spokesperson told me.) In early December, Prieto was told to show up for an immigration check-in at an earlier date than ICE had initially requested and to bring his family. He complied. At the check-in, Prieto, Marcano, and Amalia were arrested. They weren’t provided with arrest warrants or any paperwork explaining why they were being apprehended. Amalia cried after the family was loaded into a van full of other parents and young children. “Why are you doing this?” Prieto asked the immigration agents. He recalled that an agent replied, “It’s a change of Administration. They pay us to deport you.”

When the family reached Dilley, they noticed that the water smelled strange. At the commissary, Prieto bought packs of bottled water, which they reserved for Amalia. (RAICES and Human Rights First note that families at Dilley routinely describe water that is “unclean, foul-smelling, and causes stomachaches”; bottled water, the report observes, must be purchased, despite the fact that detainees have typically been stripped of any sources of income.) In the cafeteria, Marcano told me, “a girl pulled a bug from her hamburger meat and showed it to all of us—and the kids didn’t eat that day.” Then, Marcano recalled, “the kids started falling sick.” (CoreCivic said that inspections have confirmed that the water at Dilley is “safe and clean for consumption” and that it has no record of a bug being removed from food at the facility.)

On January 1st, Amalia developed a high fever. The next day, Marcano took her to Dilley’s medical clinic; she told me that a clinician prescribed Amalia ibuprofen. The same thing happened the following day. “A fever is good, because it means she’s fighting off a virus,” Marcano recalled a clinician saying. But the fever didn’t go away, and Amalia was clearly suffering. After nearly two weeks, she began vomiting and having diarrhea.

Often, Marcano had to stand in line for hours with her sick daughter to insure that Amalia was seen by Dilley’s medical team. She waited in line at least eight times, she told me, only to get her concerns shrugged off by the staff. One day, after Marcano tried to lower her daughter’s temperature with a cool bath, Amalia lost consciousness. Marcano went back to the clinic and screamed, “Are you going to watch my baby die in my arms?”

Family detention is hardly unique to the Trump Administration. George W. Bush launched the first large-scale, for-profit family-detention facility, although it proved short-lived, on account of legal challenges and public outcry. The Obama Administration revived the concept in 2014 by opening family-detention camps, including Dilley, to deal with an influx of asylum seekers from Central America. At an event marking the opening of Dilley, Jeh Johnson, then the Secretary of Homeland Security, described the detention center as an “effective deterrent” against the rise in family border crossings. By the summer of 2015, the facility reportedly held more than seventeen hundred people, about a thousand of them children. When I first interviewed Mukherjee about Dilley, years ago, she was helping to coördinate an effort to provide pro-bono legal representation to families there. Back then, Mukherjee took her law students on an annual trip to Dilley; some of the students called it “spring break in baby jail.”

During the Obama Administration, allegations of neglect at Dilley were common. I wrote about a client of Mukherjee’s, a Honduran asylum seeker named Suny Rodríguez, who’d been detained there with her seven-year-old son for four months, in violation of Flores. In federal court, the pair alleged that they were subjected to “inhumane conditions” (including disregard for Rodríguez’s son’s asthma and weight loss), pressured to self-deport, and threatened with separation, claims for which they reached a settlement. Similarly, a group of ten mothers filed formal complaints in 2016, alleging substandard medical care in D.H.S. custody. One of those mothers noted, “I thought I came to this country to escape abuse, mistreatment, and disrespect. But it’s the same here.”

During Trump’s first term, family detention soared, and so, too, did accounts of medical horrors at Dilley. In the spring of 2018, a Guatemalan toddler contracted a respiratory infection there and died six weeks after being released; then, between September of 2018 and May of 2019, six children died in U.S. immigration custody, after nearly a decade without any such deaths. Under Biden, Dilley was shuttered. Asylum seekers were largely allowed to await their court dates outside detention, and many, like Amalia’s family, were granted humanitarian parole.

The second Trump Administration reopened Dilley in March of last year. By January 16, 2026, more than five hundred and fifty children were held in ICE detention, according to government data analyzed by the Marshall Project. Recently, detained families at Dilley have come from such countries as Afghanistan, China, Colombia, Haiti, Russia, and Uzbekistan. Often, Juburi and Barnard told me, children from non-Spanish-speaking countries have been asked to translate for their parents in high-stakes interactions with ICE officers, owing to Dilley’s limited interpretation services.

According to Barnard, the center has both threatened family separations and enacted them. “Many of the families we interviewed recounted being threatened that, if you don’t comply with us, we will separate you from your loved ones,” Barnard said.

In one case, an eleven-year-old boy and his parents fled Mongolia, flying to Chicago with the intention of seeking asylum. D.H.S. sent the family to Dilley, where officials, lacking a translator, allegedly asked the boy to inform his parents that ICE intended to separate him from them. The parents were shackled and sent to adult detention; the child was shipped to a federal shelter as an unaccompanied minor. “I am devastated,” the mother said in an official declaration. “ICE officers have not explained anything to me.” The family was only reunited two months later, in order to be deported back to Mongolia.

In another case, a thirty-seven-year-old woman from China and her ten-year-old son sought asylum at the border in San Diego. They were taken to the airport, where, she said, agents told her that she could accept deportation to China with her son or be forced to return on her own and have him “taken away” from her. She physically resisted and was briefly dragged by an agent. (In a sworn statement, she recounted one of the agents saying, “Fuck! You’re going on a military plane back to China!”) The mother and her son were sent to Dilley. There, according to RAICES records, they were officially separated: the son was sent, alone, to a federal shelter in New York, while she was sent to detention centers, first in New Jersey, and then in Texas and New Mexico. As of early April, the two remained separated.



Before they were arrested by the Trump Administration, Amalia and her parents had been granted humanitarian parole under Biden.

Tuesday, May 05, 2026

PRESS RELEASE: Students to Stage Funeral for Academic Freedom at Texas Tech Regents Meeting

 FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE

May 4, 2026

Contact: Cameron Samuels

press@studentsengaged.org


Students to Stage Funeral for Academic Freedom

at Texas Tech Regents Meeting


LUBBOCK, TX — On Thursday, May 7 at the Board of Regents meeting, Students Engaged in Advancing Texas


(SEAT) and Raiders Against Censorship will stage a funeral at the Texas Tech University System Board of Regents meeting, marking what organizers describe as the "death by a thousand cuts" to academic freedom and higher education in Texas.


Academic freedom, long considered a cornerstone of higher education, has succumbed after what can only be described as a slow and deliberate erosion. Its decline was not sudden. There was no single moment of collapse, no dramatic final breath. Instead, it endured a death by increments — policy by policy, decision by decision — until the thing itself became unrecognizable.


"In lieu of flowers, we ask participants to bring objects representing the blessed memory of academic freedom," said James Snoddy (he/him), a SEAT member and founder of Raiders Against Censorship. "This is not symbolic exaggeration; this is a serious response to a year of decisions that threaten the integrity of our universities."


Many have pointed to leadership decisions by Chancellor Brandon Creighton as part of this decline, describing a shift toward constraint rather than curiosity. Policies affecting marginalized groups — particularly transgender students — became flashpoints, interpreted by many as signals about who belonged and who did not.


The event will feature a memorial wake, press remarks, and a staged procession across campus. Visual elements will include funeral attire and a horse-drawn carriage carrying an urn and books, photographs, and other markers of academic life.


WHEN:

  • Thursday, May 7, 2026

  • 8 AM - Memorial Wake

  • 9 AM - Testimony at the Regents Meeting

  • 11 AM - Eulogy Press Conference

  • 11:30 AM - Funeral Procession

  • 1 PM - "The clock strikes thirteen"


WHERE:

  • System Administration Building, 1508 Knoxville Avenue, Lubbock, Texas.


WHO:

  • James Snoddy (he/him), Texas Tech freshman and Raiders Against Censorship

  • Tara Findley (she/her), Texas Tech junior and Democrats for Texas

  • Andrew Martin (he/him), professor of art and president of AAUP-Texas Tech

  • T J Geiger, AAUP-Texas Tech

  • Matthew Pehl, AAUP-Texas Tech

  • Sumya Paruchuri (they/them), SEAT

  • Cameron Samuels (they/them), SEAT

  • And more


The university and its spirit of academic freedom is survived by those who still insist on asking difficult questions — and by those who believe universities should remain places where such questions are not only allowed, but exalted. May she rest in peace.


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About Students Engaged in Advancing Texas

SEAT is a movement of young people developing transferable skills and demonstrating youth visibility in policymaking. Advocating for a seat at the table, SEAT is normalizing the presence of students in educational policymaking – nothing about us, without us.


What Cal Is This? A Year of Repression at UC Berkeley, and the Call to Take It Back, by Dr. Cesar A. Cruz

Friends:

In a powerful and deeply personal essay, Dr. César A. Cruz sounds the alarm over what he describes as the accelerating dismantling of the historic mission of University of California, Berkeley. Writing not only as an alum but as the parent of a first-year student, Cruz chronicles what he sees as a devastating pattern of institutional capitulation: the university’s disclosure of student and faculty information to federal investigators, the closure and depoliticization of the Multicultural Community Center, the nonrenewal of Ethnic Studies lecturers amid claims of budget deficits, and the construction of athletic facilities on Ohlone ancestral remains. 

For Dr. Cruz, these are not isolated incidents but interconnected signs of a university abandoning its legacy of free speech, ethnic studies, public accountability, and resistance to state repression. His essay frames these developments as part of a broader political project of neutralizing dissent, defunding critical scholarship, and erasing historically marginalized communities under the language of “inclusion,” “safety,” and administrative “reform.” 

Ultimately, Dr. Cruz calls on students, faculty, alumni, and community members to reject silence and organize collectively to defend Ethnic Studies, public higher education, and the democratic purposes the university once claimed to embody.

-Angela Valenzuela, Ph.D.

What Cal Is This?

A Year of Repression at UC Berkeley, and the Call to Take It Back


Illustration by Masha Noar

By Dr. César A. Cruz | May 1, 2026 | Medium.com


Roll on you Bears has a different ring these days.

I am a Cal alum. My wife Jazmin is a Cal alum. And this past fall, we sent our son to UC Berkeley as a first-year student, proud, hopeful, carrying with him everything we believed this university to be, the Free Speech Movement, the Third World Liberation Front, the hunger strikers who built ethnic studies with their bodies, the tradition of a public university that dared to tell the truth about power.

He arrived in August. Within weeks, the chancellor turned in 160 students to the federal government.

That is the welcome Chancellor Rich Lyons extended to my son’s class.

The university that birthed the Free Speech Movement, that has long claimed itself a sanctuary of intellectual courage and public purpose, is finishing a year that should make every alumna, every donor, every student of conscience, every staff person ask the question clearly and out loud: What Cal is this? Who is running it? And who is it running for?

I am not asking as an outsider. I am asking as someone who loved this institution, who sent his family to this institution, who is watching this institution betray everything it claimed to stand for, in real time, in the first year of my son’s education.

I am asking because the evidence is undeniable, the pattern is unmistakable, and the silence of the administration has become its own answer.

Let us go through it, month by month, like a wound that keeps opening.

Fall 2025: The Chancellor Turns In His Own Students


The year began with a betrayal. In September 2025, UC Berkeley provided the personal information of roughly 160 students, faculty, and staff to the Trump administration, complying with a federal investigation into alleged antisemitism on campus. The university’s Office of Legal Affairs sent letters to affected individuals on September 4, notifying them that their names and information had already been disclosed, over two weeks earlier, without their knowledge.

Among those named was Judith Butler, one of the most celebrated Jewish feminist scholars in the world, whose family lost members in the Holocaust, and who has since described the experience as being trapped in “Kafka-land.” As reported in The Guardian, Butler said: “We have a right to know the charges against us, to know who has made the charges and to review them and defend ourselves. But none of that has happened.”

A campus graduate student told the Daily Cal that the disclosure appeared to target anyone who had ever been accused of antisemitism, which, as they put it plainly, “includes a lot of Palestinians.” The same student added that whenever they taught about Palestine, it usually led to an investigation, and they believed those files were what got turned over.

This is not compliance. This is capitulation. This is a chancellor choosing federal favor over the safety of his own students, his own faculty, his own community.

Who is this Cal? Not the one I was taught to revere.

November 2025: The Right Wing Comes to Sproul, and the Administration Rolls Out the Welcome Mat

Two months after Turning Point USA founder Charlie Kirk was killed at a Utah university, his organization concluded its American Comeback Tour at UC Berkeley on November 10. According to CalMatters, administrators would not disclose their security plans but confirmed they were prepared to host the event. Outside, students, most of them far younger than the attendees inside, faced police in riot gear, with physical fights and arrests. One man was taken to the hospital with a head wound.

Inside, speakers told the crowd that the left were not their friends and would mock and dehumanize them. Comedian Rob Schneider told the audience that God said Trump is his guy, and that if you do not assimilate, it is an invasion.

The day after, Assistant U.S. Attorney General Harmeet Dhillon announced a DOJ Civil Rights Division investigation into the event, adding another federal layer of pressure onto a campus administration already on its knees.

The right wing can fund a bus tour to Berkeley, bring riot police, and walk away with a federal press conference. Students of color organizing for Palestinian lives get their names handed to the government. That is the double standard. That is the definition of whose lives this administration is protecting.

Late 2025: The Multicultural Community Center Is Silently Shuttered

Then came the closure, sudden and unexplained, of the Multicultural Community Center, the beloved, student-built, student-run heart of multiracial organizing on campus.

The Daily Californian reported that UC Berkeley indefinitely closed the MCC, a space that offers cross-cultural community building, due to, in administration’s words, “criticism received from a number of campus stakeholders.” The MCC, located in the Martin Luther King Jr. Student Union building, had been a hub for generations of students of color, a space where LaNada War Jack launched her book, where Alicia Garza spoke, where community was held and futures were imagined.

Interns at the center were initially not even told it was closing. When they found out, they were told the closure was connected to conversations with the chancellor’s office about “operating procedures.” The explicit concerns mentioned by administrators, as the Daily Cal reported, pertained to art and signage on their windows and walls, including anything that related to student activism, international relations, or ethnic studies.

One junior MCC intern, speaking anonymously out of fear of retaliation, connected the closure directly to federal investigations, saying, “We’re caught up in this antisemitism debate that’s going across all university campuses. Because of the signage that was on our walls, they decided to not have the space basically be open for any group.”

A second-year graduate student, Anya Kushwaha, described it as “really devastating, particularly for the student organizing community on campus, but also just for students at large, especially students of color, who’ve been in need of resources.”

Students won this space in 1999, after a hunger strike, after sitting in front of the chancellor’s office with tombstones erected for every class that had disappeared. Now the administration closed it without a word. Not even a phone call.

April 2026: Political Art Stripped from the MCC

After months of community pressure, the university announced it would reopen the MCC, with Chancellor Rich Lyons stating he wanted to make it “more welcoming, not less.” But what reopened was not what the community built.

As reported by Open Campus and Berkeleyside, by April 2026 all political art had been stripped from the center, the same art that reflected the movement from which the MCC was born. The center’s six-point founding mission, student-led, anti-oppression, cross-cultural understanding, sustainability and wellness, popular education, and social justice, has been quietly gutted by administrators who call the erasure “welcoming.”

Doctoral student Sarah Halabe, studying ethnic studies, named the contradiction plainly: “The administration is saying, ‘Oh no, you’re not being inclusive,’ when the Multicultural Community Center was founded to be inclusive of marginalized students.”

At a time, as Open Campus documented, when Trump officials and Congressional Republicans have initiated at least seven separate investigations into UC Berkeley since 2024, and when campuses across the country are banning the teaching of race and gender under federal pressure, what is happening at the MCC is not neutral reform. It is a whitewashing under duress, carried out by an administration that has chosen compliance over covenant.

They stripped the walls. They thought no one would notice. We noticed.

This Month: They Build a Volleyball Court Over Ohlone Remains

And then, last week, this. Construction workers building a new beach volleyball complex at Bancroft Way and Fulton Street unearthed the skeletal remains of at least one Native American person. The remains were found two feet underground, covered by concrete.

As Berkeleyside reported, the Confederated Villages of Lisjan, the Ohlone group with ancestral ties to this land, are now working with the university to care for the remains. Their chair, Corinna Gould, said her community would be involved in determining next steps. California law requires all construction to stop immediately when human remains are found outside a cemetery, and UC Berkeley paused work at the site.

The beach volleyball complex, by the university’s own materials, is a five-court sand facility with berm seating for approximately 500 spectators. It is described by the contractor as a “state-of-the-art home for Cal Athletics beach volleyball” and “a welcoming gateway to the campus park.” Imagine we have money for beach volleyball, but not our collective histories? Chancellor, what priorities do you have? Who do you serve?

A welcoming gateway. Built on Ohlone bones.

This is the same institution that cannot fund the ethnic studies lecturers who teach the history of these very communities. The same institution that stripped the murals from a space named after Martin Luther King Jr. The same institution that handed over the names of 160 people exercising their First Amendment rights to a federal government that has made no secret of its agenda.

They can build a volleyball court. They cannot protect the people who teach us why this land is sacred.

Today: Ethnic Studies Lecturers Are Let Go

And today, April 30th, we learn that UC Berkeley’s ethnic studies department will not renew two lecturer positions for the 2026–27 academic year due to “financial deficits.” The Daily Californian reported that this represents an elimination of ten percent of courses taught by lecturers in the department, and that the affected lecturers, pre-six faculty who have not yet earned continuing status, received no direct communication from the department or the dean’s office.

Lecturer Diana Negrín found out her fall course had been dropped when she checked the course catalog herself. “Neither the Dean’s office nor the department have actually said a thing to us as professors, nor to the students,” she said.

Lecturer Juan Berumen believes he may also be cut. Lecturer Jesus Barraza, who teaches more than 250 students a year, described the university’s relationship to ethnic studies as clear: “The University treats Ethnic Studies as an academic ghetto. From the Department’s inception, the University has looked for ways to starve the Department.”

Continuing lecturer Pablo Gonzalez, despite 14 years at Berkeley and a Distinguished Teaching Award, says his “suitcase is always packed.”

David Skolnick, co-chair of the Bay Area chapter of UC-AFT, said the budget process is “intentionally opaque so that we can’t really hold the administration accountable for these kinds of decisions.”

We have seen this before. In 1999, students put tombstones in front of the chancellor’s office for every ethnic studies class that disappeared. The tombstones are back. The graves are multiplying.

To the Ethnic Studies Department: You Teach This Moment. Now Live It.

I want to speak directly to the faculty, the lecturers, the graduate students, and the staff of the UC Berkeley Department of Ethnic Studies, because this moment requires more than a statement and more than a meeting.

You are the department that was born from a hunger strike. You are the discipline that exists because students in 1969 refused to accept a university that erased them, and because they were willing to put their bodies on the line to say so. Your syllabi include Fanon and Anzaldúa, Audre Lorde and Rodolfo Acuña, James Baldwin and Gloria Anzaldúa. You assign bell hooks on love and Paulo Freire on pedagogy. You teach your students that neutrality in the face of oppression is not neutrality, it is complicity.

And now the institution you have served, many of you for decades, is firing your colleagues without notice. It is building a volleyball court on the bones of the people whose stories you teach. It is stripping the walls of the center your students won through hunger. It is handing the names of students, many of them yours, to a federal government that has declared war on the very communities ethnic studies was created to center.

This is not abstract. This is not a case study. This is your department. This is your moment.

Ethnic studies was never meant to be a safe academic harbor. It was meant to be a site of transformation, a place where the knowledge produced by communities in struggle became power, became praxis, became movement. Lecturer Jesus Barraza already named it: you are in an “academic ghetto,” underfunded and undervalued by design. You have always known this. The question is what you are going to do about it now, when the stakes are highest and the administration is most exposed.

We are calling on the ethnic studies department to hold emergency town halls with students and community. To refuse the opacity of budget decisions made without consultation. To stand publicly and loudly against the firing of Diana Negrín and Juan Berumen. To demand that every retired or departing faculty line be replaced. To partner with the MCC and refuse to let the administration neutralize either institution in isolation. To use your scholarship as testimony, your classrooms as organizing spaces, your collective voice as the instrument it was always meant to be.

You teach Ella Baker, who said the strength of the movement is in the people, not in the charisma of a leader. You teach the Combahee River Collective, who knew that their liberation was bound up with everyone else’s. You teach Larry Itliong and Dolores Huerta, who built power not through permission but through presence and sacrifice.

The administration is counting on your exhaustion. It is counting on the precarity of your lecturers to keep everyone too afraid to speak. It is counting on the siloing of departments, programs, and communities to prevent a unified response.

Prove them wrong.

Your students are watching. Your ancestors are watching. The Ohlone, whose remains were found beneath the ground where the university builds its athletics complex, are watching. History is watching.

You did not choose ethnic studies as a career. You chose it as a calling. Answer it.

The Pattern Is the Message

Let me be clear about what this is. This is not a series of coincidences. This is not budget math. This is not a neutral response to federal pressure.

This is an administration that has, over the course of one academic year, handed students to the federal government, welcomed a right-wing organization with riot police escort, closed and gutted a student-built multicultural center, built a volleyball court on sacred ancestral ground, and fired the professors who teach the history of the people whose bones they found in the dirt.

This is an administration doing the work of those who have always wanted to erase us, bury us, neutralize us, and call it welcoming.

And the funders who bankroll this institution, many of whom profess to care about justice, about equity, about the university’s public mission, need to ask themselves: Is this the institution I am funding? Is this the legacy I am building? Can you write a check to this chancellor and sleep well?

We are calling for the resignation of Chancellor Rich Lyons.

We are calling on the UC Regents to do what they were appointed to do and govern.

We are calling on alumni, and I count myself and my wife Jazmin among you, to withhold donations until this administration demonstrates through action, not press releases, that it serves all of its students and not just those whose politics make the federal government comfortable.

As alumni, we did not give our years and our tuition and our love to this institution so that a chancellor could hand our children’s classmates to the federal government in the first month of school. Jazmin and I sent our son to Cal because we believed in what Cal said it was. We are still here. We are still watching. And we are not writing another check until this administration remembers who built it and who it was built to serve.

We are calling on students to keep organizing, keep documenting, keep showing up to Sproul Plaza the way those who came before you did when they put tombstones outside the chancellor’s office. My son is among you now. You are not alone.

We are calling on ethnic studies faculty, emeriti, allies in every department, to refuse to let the department be starved in silence.

We are calling on the Ohlone community, the Confederated Villages of Lisjan, to be centered in every conversation about this land, because it is their land first, and whatever is built here should honor that truth, not pave over it.

This is Cal. It always has been. And as alumni, as parents, as community, as people who have not forgotten what this place promised, we are taking it back.

Do Not Let Business as Usual Continue. Contact Them. Now.

If you have read this far and you are feeling something, good. Now do something with it. Because the people who came before you did not just feel things. They acted. They fasted. They occupied buildings. They put their bodies and their futures on the line. They did not wait for the right moment or the polite channel or permission from the very institution they were challenging. They moved.

And what are you doing?

If you are an alum writing a check every year and telling yourself that your donation supports students, ask yourself which students it is supporting right now, because it is not the ones who got turned in to the federal government. It is not the ones losing ethnic studies courses. It is not the ones who walked into the MCC and found the walls stripped bare.

If you are a faculty or staff member watching colleagues lose their positions and telling yourself this is not the right time to speak, ask yourself when that time will come, because the people who built this department did not have a right time either. They had a hunger strike.

If you are a student who has been told to keep your head down and focus on your degree, ask yourself what that degree is worth if the institution granting it does not believe your life matters enough to protect.

Stop cowering. That is not what people before you did, and it is not what this moment asks of you.

Contact Chancellor Rich Lyons directly. Tell him you see what he has done. Tell him a chancellor who hands students to a hostile federal government, strips student-won spaces, and defunds ethnic studies does not deserve to lead UC Berkeley.

Chancellor Rich Lyons

Office of the Chancellor, UC Berkeley

200 California Hall, Berkeley, CA 94720

chancellor@berkeley.edu

(510) 642–7464

Contact the UC Regents. They govern this system. They are accountable to the people of California, not to the Trump administration or to donors who want the campus made safe for their politics.

UC Board of Regents

1111 Franklin Street, 12th Floor, Oakland, CA 94607

regents@ucop.edu

(510) 987–9200

Contact the UC Berkeley Ethnic Studies Department. Let them know you are watching, that you stand with the lecturers being let go, and that you expect the department to fight openly and without apology for its survival and its mission.

Department of Ethnic Studies

506 Barrows Hall, UC Berkeley

ethstd@berkeley.edu

(510) 642–1508

Contact your UC Regents representative. Contact state legislators who fund this university. Contact the UC Office of the President. Write emails, make calls, show up to public meetings, flood their inboxes, and refuse to let any of them pretend this is normal, because it is not normal, and normalizing it is how they win.

The Free Speech Movement was not started by people who sent a politely worded letter and waited. It was started by people who sat down in front of a police car and did not move. You do not have to block a car today (at least not yet). But you do have to do something. Pick up the phone. Send the email. Show up. Bring your friends. Bring your rage. Bring your love for what this place was supposed to be.

The people who hunger-struck for ethnic studies, who occupied Alcatraz, who marched down Telegraph, who built the MCC from nothing, they are not asking you to be perfect. They are asking you to be present. They are asking you to be counted.

Do not let them down. Do not let your silence be mistaken for consent.

Asé. Amen. Así sea. Mexica Tiahui. In Lak’ech. Ubuntu. Ameen.

Dr. César A. Cruz is Co-Founder of Homies Empowerment in East Oakland, a doctoral candidate at Pacific School of Religion and the Graduate Theological Union, and a longtime educator, poet, and organizer rooted in the traditions of liberation. He is a (proud) Cal Alum.

Quinceañeras, Community, and the Power of Being Seen by Bobby Pulido in South Texas, by Angela Valenzuela, Ph.D. 5 de Mayo, 2026

Quinceañeras, Community, and the Power of Being Seen by Bobby Pulido in South Texas

by 

Angela Valenzuela, Ph.D.

Feliz 5 de Mayo! Happy 5th of May! 🇲🇽 

A recent piece by Joe Holley appearing in the Washington Post asks a question that has quickly entered public debate: Is the shift in Hispanic voters permanent? It’s an important question—but perhaps not the most generative one.

What we are witnessing in South Texas is not a simple story of partisan movement, but a powerful reminder of how communities respond, adapt, and reassert themselves under changing political conditions. The congressional race between Monica De La Cruz and Bobby Pulido has captured national attention, but its deeper significance lies closer to home—in the everyday lives, relationships, and cultural practices of the Rio Grande Valley.

Yes, the district lines matter. Yes, national narratives matter. But what stands out most in this moment is something far more grounded: the enduring importance of connection. When quinceañeras become campaign stops, it is easy to reduce them to strategy. But that misses the point. These are not just events—they are intergenerational spaces of family, memory, aspiration, and belonging. To show up in those spaces is to recognize a community not as a voting bloc, but as a living, breathing social world.

And a beautiful one at that. 🩷

That kind of presence matters.

It matters especially in a time when policy decisions—particularly around immigration—are being felt in deeply personal ways. Across South Texas, families are navigating uncertainty, economic strain, and fear. Workplaces are disrupted. Schools feel the absence. Churches and community spaces carry a quiet tension. In this context, politics is not abstract. It is lived.

And yet, what also emerges in moments like this is resilience.

South Texas has long been a place where people hold multiple truths at once: pride in hard work and citizenship, deep cultural roots, strong family networks, and an unwavering belief in a better future. As Bobby Pulido himself has put it, many do not see themselves as poor, but as “broke”—a temporary condition tied to aspiration, not defeat. That distinction speaks volumes about how communities understand themselves and their possibilities.

So rather than asking whether voters have permanently “shifted,” we might ask a different question: What does it mean to truly engage a community on its own terms?

The answer, at least in part, is visible in this race. It looks like showing up. Listening. Being present in the spaces that matter. It means recognizing culture not as a prop, but as a foundation. And it means understanding that policy decisions—especially those that impact families and livelihoods—will always shape political response.

South Texas is not a mystery to be solved. It is a community to be understood.

And if this moment tells us anything, it is that when people feel seen, respected, and connected, they respond—not just politically, but collectively. The future of this region will not be determined by a single election cycle or a single narrative. It will be shaped by the ongoing relationship between communities and those who seek to represent them.

That story isn’t about permanence.

It’s about possibility.


A Tejano singer challenges the Republican incumbent in a high-stakes House battle.

Campaign signs for Rep. Monica De La Cruz (R-Texas) and Democratic candidate Bobby Pulido
stand in Edinburg, Texas, on Feb. 10. (Eric Gay/AP)

By Joe Holley | April 29, 2026 | Washington Post

Joe Holley is based in Austin and writes about Texas politics.

It’s been a long time since South Texas politics has produced such an unusual and high-stakes congressional race as this year’s battle between a two-term Republican incumbent and her Democratic opponent, a charismatic political neophyte who’s accustomed to being in the public eye. In fact, you might have to go back nearly 80 years to find the campaign equivalent.

That would be the 1948 Democratic primary race for a U.S. Senate seat between a popular governor and a young congressman from the Texas Hill Country. The Democratic primary was the race in those days; Republicans were as rare as a South Texas snowstorm. With Gov. Coke Stevenson seeking to go to Washington, and a hyper-ambitious congressman named Lyndon B. Johnson swooping down from the Texas sky in a helicopter — the “Johnson City Windmill,” the Associated Press dubbed it — the hot race was in the headlines day after day during that long-ago summer.

A bitterly disputed result in the primary runoff kept it in the news for days after the election. Relying on sleight-of-hand shenanigans from a magician’s top hat of campaign dirty tricks, both campaigns searched for uncounted votes around the state. As Robert Caro reported in the second volume of his monumental LBJ biography, “Means of Ascent,” an election official in Jim Wells County — a South Texas ranching area — declared the numeral 7 in the 765 vote tallies of the county’s Box 13 should have been read as a 9 for a total of 965 votes. That tally helped put Johnson over the top — by 87 votes out of nearly a million cast.

No one’s charging dirty tricks this time — unless you consider mid-decade gerrymandering a dirty trick — but the 15th Congressional District contest between Rep. Monica De La Cruz and Democratic challenger Bobby Pulido will serve as a test case to determine whether the shocking 2024 swing of South Texas voters toward President Donald Trump was a fling on the part of fickle Democrats — the vast majority Hispanic — or a paradigm-shifting relationship.


Bobby Pulido, Democratic candidate for Texas’s 15th Congressional District, 
sings at a quinceañera in Edinburg, on March 14. (Gabriel V. Cardenas/AFP/Getty Images)

Although the young LBJ taught for a year in a predominantly Hispanic school in South Texas, it’s probably safe to say that he never made appearances at quinceañeras a staple of his campaign. (A quinceañera is a traditional Latin American celebration of a girl’s 15th birthday.) Pulido, a 53-year-old Tejano singer whose first album went platinum three decades ago, has never run for public office, but when he shows up at a quinceañera on a Saturday night, as he’s wont to do these days, it’s the equivalent of Bad Bunny dropping by.

“The knock against De La Cruz,” said Carlos Sanchez, a retired South Texas journalist and former Hidalgo County official, “is that she’s taking her orders from Washington, and they don’t have an appreciation for the culture.”

Rep. Monica De La Cruz (R-Texas) poses for a photo during the 2024 Republican National Convention in Milwaukee. (Jae C. Hong/AP)

Pulido’s quinceañera campaign was a serendipitous response to a tone-deaf comment from his opponent. After Pulido secured the Democratic nomination in March, De La Cruz posted a video saying that the election “isn’t about who you want performing at your niece’s quinceañera. It’s about who you trust with your family’s future.”

In an interview with the New Yorker, Pulido’s campaign manager, Abel Prado, recounted his immediate response: “Which gringo consultant wrote that?”

Prado had no trouble persuading the candidate to announce that he was happy to stop by quinceañeras in the district. He’s getting thousands of invitations, a campaign spokesperson told me, and is performing at as many as seven in one night. Fifteen-year-olds can’t vote, of course, but their parents and family friends can.


Pulido sings to Melanie Nieto, 15, during her quinceañera on March 14 in Edinburg. (Gabriel V. Cardenas/Getty Images)

Although the national spotlight is on the Latin Grammy Award winner, De La Cruz has one big advantage, aside from incumbency. The district she represents is part of what redistricting expert Richard Murray describes as “a masterfully gerrymandered” map drawn in 2021. It runs northward from the populous Rio Grande Valley, traditionally Democratic, through Republican-rich rural areas into the equally Republican outskirts of San Antonio.

De La Cruz may have owed her 2022 victory to that customized district, but in a rematch two years later with Democrat Michelle Vallejo, she cruised to a 14-point win— this time relying on a huge swing toward Republicans in Hidalgo County.

When Trump pressured Texas Republicans to redistrict yet again last year, in a scheme to pick up five new seats, the partisan makeup of De La Cruz’s district didn’t change much, but it includes residents who weren’t within the boundaries before. They may not be familiar with her, but they do know Pulido.

De La Cruz has another challenge. The Brownsville native, 51, ran in 2024 as a supporter of Trump’s crackdown on undocumented immigration. Among Hispanics in South Texas, many of whom are proud of becoming citizens “the right way,” the tough approach resonated.

But then came Immigration and Customs Enforcement. Images of agents brutalizing residents in Minneapolis and elsewhere, combined with accounts of Valley residents being rounded up, have had a disturbing effect on Hispanics throughout South Texas. Many are reluctant to send their kids to school, to drive to work, to venture out to shop or attend church.

Their apprehension has impacted local economies, particularly in agriculture, construction and health care, where they are mainstays. Construction projects are stalled; crops are going untended. “Restaurants are closing, either temporarily or permanently because of raids,” Sanchez told me.

Antonio Gamez Cuéllar, 18, walks out of a detention facility in Raymondville, Texas, on March 9, escorted by his attorneys, Efrén C. Olivares and Carlos M. Garcia, and De La Cruz, on right. (Valerie Gonzalez/AP)

De La Cruz has sought to moderate her position on immigration. She has proposed a new visa category that would allow employers in construction to hire foreign workers. She also introduced legislation that would make it easier to hire seasonal agricultural workers.

Pulido, who majored in political science and considers himself a conservative Democrat, has said the immigration debate in Washington ignores reality in border communities. “I believe we can secure the border without destroying families and our local economy in the process,” the Rio Grande Valley native says on his website.

The issues — whether border security, water or the economy — may be less important than Pulido’s charisma. The son of a farmworker, he seems to be connecting with working-class voters in the 15th.

“We’re very aspirational,” he told the “Latino Vote” podcast. “The people down here do not consider themselves poor. They consider themselves broke. And there’s a big distinction. Because when they’re poor, the image is ‘Well, we want you to help us out.’ But when you’re broke you say, ‘Tomorrow, I’m going to make it.’”

De La Cruz has tried to muddy her opponent’s image by highlighting a New York Post story saying that one of Pulido’s band members was a registered sex offender convicted of indecent contact with an 8-year-old girl. In a statement, Prado said Pulido was not aware of the musician’s criminal history and fired him as soon as he found out.

The De La Cruz campaign also has pointed to misogynistic comments on social media and off-color jokes Pulido has made during his career. So far, the charges don’t seem to be sticking.

If Pulido is victorious — of course, the election is still six months away — he’ll likely ride a blue wave sweeping the nation, including South Texas. Countless quinceañeras may be key, but he won’t need a lucky number 7 miraculously transformed into a 9.