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Some things never change

I listened to On Point this morning on PBS.  Tom Ashbrook, the host of this talking head and listener call-in program, was gathering points of view about what to do about the thousands of Central American children crossing our border illegally.

We shouldn’t use the extra money Obama wants to add more immigration judges just so we can figure out if a kid belongs here.  Use the money to hire lots of buses, load all the kids into them, take them to the border and dump them.  Let their relatives sort them out.  It’s not our problem.

I sympathize with those poor kids.  But ya know, we’ve got our own problems right here in the U.S.  Folks out of work and things like that. Who’s helping them?

I really feel sorry for those kids.  It must be awful where they come from.  Listen, I live in a well-to-do Houston suburb and my kids go to a good school.  But do you know that they actually have to tape some of their books together to keep them from falling apart.  We could use the extra money to get new ones and other stuff too.

It’s all Obama’s fault.  If he would just stop talking about the “Dream”, forget it, and just get more border guards.  And a fence too.  That’s how to solve this problem.  Meanwhile I got troubles of my own.  We don’t need to solve someone else’s.  Especially someone who doesn’t even live here.

These agonizing words sounded strangely familiar.  It was as though I had heard them before, in another time and with equal force.

While we sympathize with the Serbian or the Russian, with the Jew in Germany, the major portion of our sympathy is extended to our dispossessed farmer, our disconsolate laborers who are being crushed at this moment while the spirit of internationalism runs rampant in the corridors of the Capitol, hoping to participate in setting the world aright while chaos clamors at our doors.

Less care for internationalism and more concern for national prosperity.

Must the entire world go to war for 600,000 Jews in Germany who are neither American, nor French, nor English citizens, but citizens of Germany?

Father Charles Coughlin

Some things never seem to change.  We become a bit more politically correct, but when push comes to shove we show our true colors…maybe with a touch more phony pathos than Father Coughlin.  Like those patriotic protestors in Murrieta, California.

The federal government will continue exploiting these children. Releasing them on our streets with diseases is unacceptable.

The city needs a break. This is draining the resources of Murrieta. I don’t want to see our city go bankrupt.

We’ll be here protesting as long as it takes for the Federal Government to get enough buses to get those kids out of our town.

Meanwhile, reasonable solutions are tabled while we play hardball politics.  Maybe we just forgot what we’re all about.  Maybe we haven’t come so far after all.  Maybe it’s not important.  After all, they’re only children.

Who Would You Deport?

I watched the PBS News Hour Friday.  The highlight of the day focused on Obama’s announcement of the change to the policy of deporting kids who, through no fault of their own, had been brought here illegally.

Cecilia Munoz, the White House official involved with immigration policy, was first up.  Although we all know that the policy change will undoubtedly enhance Obama’s standing with Latinos, Munoz refused to be drawn into that discussion.  Instead, she focused on the impact on the faceless 800,000 kids who consider the U.S. as their home but who are constantly under the threat of deportation.

Next up was Representative James Sensenbrenner.  The long-time Wisconsin congressman is perhaps best known for his comments last December about the size of Michelle Obama’s posterior.  His sveltness also put him in the running for leading the House majority in their efforts to make us healthier while retaining some measure of manly portliness.

Mr. Sensenbrenner was unapologetic for his support of the law regardless of the humanity of it.  Speaking with some authority on the subject he repeated his mantra of break the law, go to jail…or at least back to Mexico.  The threat of 800,000 kids unleashed on the labor market was a calamity equal to his own historic proportions.  Had he been able to extricate himself from his custom-made Barcalounger, I feel certain he would have placed the American flag where the sun don’t shine.

But I began to understand his position.  As Jim and every Tea Party patriot knows, even though these kids were shlepped here unwillingly by their felonious parents, they are a drag on our economy, a burden to our school system and a competitor for scarce jobs.  And, here’s where the flag flies, living here in violation of the law.  It was a tough argument and I went to bed filled with monumental uncertainty and huge remorse.

As is my custom, I awoke and descended upon my rowing machine.  Searching for some modicum of palatable TV entertainment, I stumbled on CNN and an interview with Heydi Mejia.  A cute Virginia teenager brought to this country at the age of 4, Heydi had just graduated with honors from Millowbrook High School.  Immigration officials had descended on her family in December turning her senior year into a countdown to deportation.  Some graduation present.

It’s Father’s Day as I write this blog.  I remember my father who entered this country in 1925 by lying about his age.   And my dear Aunt Dora who squeezed into the melting pot by faking a marriage to a U.S. citizen.  Who would I have been without them?  Surely there’s room for all the Heydis.

And, if we have to pick on someone to deport.  Well, I leave the choice in your hands.


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