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What is an illegal alien anyway…isn’t it me?

Why do so many Americans worry about our border security?  Don’t we claim to welcome others to our shores?  The inscription on the Statue of Liberty reads, “Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, the wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me. I lift my lamp beside the golden door.”
I certainly acknowledge that this inscription was put there by the French, who gave us the statue.  But what a great ideal our French friends seemed to suggest we pursue.  My great-grandfather emigrated to this country from Switzerland in 1913.  So I think he was living out the message put on the statue.  He accepted the invitation to try to better himself and his life in another land.  I don’t know how he made such a move, but I’m glad he did.  I know he came here following his brother who had previously made the transition.  But, anyway, I digress.

Apparently it’s been confirmed, our President was born in Hawaii.  He released his birth certificate to the media.  Someone in Hawaii looked at the original on file there.  Even more compelling evidence exists, someone born during the same time period, who was in an adjoining crib in the same hospital, claims to remembers him being there.  I wish I had such recall abilities.

Why all the fuss?  Illegal alien presidents?  Border jumpers causing chaos?  Please don’t insult my intelligence.  If you will allow me, I must play the ‘race card’ at this point.  It’s the only logical common thread in these seemingly unrelated events.  The defenders of Caucasian mainstream culture can’t tolerate White women talking back (given institutionalized gender bias & domestic violence).  Therefore, it follows that people of color will be blocked at every point, in any way possible.  So, don’t you be fooled.  We’re just not there yet – we don’t really welcome the ‘huddled masses’.  But we could, and we can – one open-minded, objective person at a time.  I hold onto my faith in our country, and I think we may get there someday.  We may actually accept diversity without fear.  Take care America and keep trying, cause we’re worth the effort.