In this eagerly awaited autobiography, comedian and prime-time television star George Lopez tells the heartbreaking yet humorous story of his inspirational rise from dead-end kid in the Valley to giving a command performance before the president of the United States.
It is a rare story that touches us so deeply with its humor, sadness, and powerful message that it transcends the walls of race, culture, and class that divide us.
Why You Crying? is just such a story.
Abandoned by his migrant-worker father at the tender age of two months, deserted by a wild, mixed-up mother at the age of ten years, Lopez grew up angry, alone, teased, and tormented in California's San Fernando Valley, raised by grandparents who viewed love as a four-letter word.
Inspired by his idols, Freddie Prinze Sr. and Richard Pryor, Lopez sets out on a tumultuous twenty-year journey into the manic world of stand-up comedy -- trying to learn a skill nobody can teach; scoring one night and bombing the next; fighting anger, alcohol, depression, and doubt all while battling the barriers built to keep Chicanos from breaking through, especially on network TV.
Today, the George Lopez show is a prime-time hit on ABC and his sold-out stand-up performances attract thousands of fans of all ages, each drawn to the sidesplitting riffs mined from a life so sad it had to be funny. Why You Crying? takes an outsider from the San Fernando Valley to Warner Bros. studios to inside the Emmys to plush Pebble Beach and all the way to the halls of Harvard.
Along the way it's pure G. Lo -- raw, real, and, ultimately, uplifting.
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June 17, 2004
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Excerpt from Why You Crying? by George Lopez
No matter what the Secret Service says, I swear I didn't steal it, man. Why is it when something's missing, the first face people look for is... brown
Okay, so I did have it in my possession. In my jacket. After the president of the United States of America had already left the stage... Oh, all right, I took it.
What can I tell you It was a once-in-a-lifetime moment: March 2003. I'm up on stage performing for the pleasure of George W. Bush and his wife, Laura. It was probably the most important gig a stand-up comic could ever have, and I was a little unsure. Trouble was, I didn't think that much of my act would work in Washington. Now, at The Ice House in Pasadena or the Improv, say, in Brea, no problem. I'd come out, like always, decked out in a suit, no intro, just my signature song, WAR's "Low Rider" pumping through the speakers, and start right in.
"The Chicano Man, Chicanos are their own breed. Even though we're born in the United States, we still have accents. I know, huh. I know, eh. You think we're from Canada. I knew, eh. Tell 'em, eh.
We add words that aren't there. We make up words. Other people say, 'Are you going ' Chicanos say, 'Hey, are you going, or not ' Or not And how many times have you been in the store and your mom's yelling, 'Mijo, is this what you wanted -- or what ' Or what
"Or, 'How long you guys been here ' 'We berly got here.' 'I just arrived, eh.' 'I'm berly here ten minutes, eh ' Berly
"They never let you get too confident -- that's the mentality of the Mexican family. You know, you use a big word and right away, 'Hey, c ' mo est ' ' 'Ah, I got a new job and I have to go to Orientation.' 'Oh, you're the big man now. Toilet paper on your shoe, cabr ' n. Caca hand. Orien-tay-shun.' "