In his book, Harvest of Empire, Juan Gonzalez describes this feeling of being split in two, a feeling of not belonging here nor there due to the treatment of Mexican-Americans by white America. “They are both native-born and immigrants, pioneers and aliens, patriots and rebels; no matter how far back you trace their ancestry on our soil, they are still battling to emerge from the obscure margins of official US history, still clamoring to be fully recognized and understood” (Gonzalez 97). Still. Still fighting to be American, to be accepted as Americans by Americans. Still. Some of us didn’t even ask to be here. As Eva Longoria says, “We didn’t cross the border. The border crossed us.” “Manifest Destiny” is what the Americans called it.