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Who's In Charge? || Trump & Immigration

Who's In Charge? || Trump & Immigration

Who are these people?  These old, white, prejudiced people that are running the country? These clones of nineteenth-century southern politicians, all looking more like wax figures than people, collectively emulating a parody of a White House staff and cabinet that is sadly and scarily real?

 

Any school teacher, any parent, anyone that has ever paid attention to someone other than themselves has learned that if frustration brings you to a point where spanking, yelling, hitting or maliciousness seems like a viable option, it is time to step away - rational thought has left the building.  If the only thing these Washington automatons might have going for them is experience, we lose again, as this simple lesson has somehow eluded them.  Now, in addition to racism, ignorance and lies we are going to add mean.  And not just any mean – mean to kids. 

 

Immigration is a touchy issue with a million layers.  Everyone has an opinion and that’s how it is supposed to be!  The drain on our economy due to non-citizens living in the U.S. is real, but so are the jobs many of them fill, the taxes many of them pay and the lives they are hoping to live.  We’ll never be able to accurately quantify the pluses and minuses, and in the end the real issue is racism, as the bigots among us use discussions about the economy as a diversion.  One thing is for certain: there were no Cherokee with the surname ‘Trump.’  WE ARE ALL IMMIGRANTS! 

 

That doesn’t mean that we are duty-bound to accept every soul into our country that wants to enter, but it does mean that we at least need to remember that we are all human beings, no better or worse than the Gray Panthers that are running things or their immigrant ancestors. It means that we need to find humane ways to deal with this human issue.  

 

Our history tells us we are not humane.  We have tricked, stolen from and all but eradicated our Natives, enslaved Africans, sent American citizens to internment camps during WWII and detained, tortured and abused we’ll never know how many innocent people at Guantanamo Bay.  And now, in order to deter emigrants, the government plans to separate children from their parents and send the kids to military bases.  No wonder the rest of the world hates us. Right now I hate us. 

 

It is just mean.  It is the bully beating the snot out of the little kid because he can; because there are no grown-ups around.  It is the 300-pound defensive lineman pounding the quarterback play after play because the referee believes in ‘old fashioned football’ and won’t throw a flag.  It is racist politicians saying, “I never liked you and now that I can do something about it I am going to crush you.”  Just mean for the sake of being mean.  Grown men picking on little kids.  Grown men so caught up in their hate for people of a certain skin tone that they are willing to put their own humanity aside and go after kids.  Kids!  Sweet little kids that have no choice but to go where their parents go, and will have no choice about being ripped from them.  Kids!  Just like the grandchildren the old, white, prejudiced people in charge dote over and protect.  Kids.

 

It’s hard to stomach on a daily basis, and I almost blew this off this morning and went out to do yardwork.  But that’s what they’re counting on.  If we stop complaining, he will find a way to make himself Chancellor like another crazy person did in 1933.  He’ll keep spewing lies and hate and bullshit until we stop him.  He will continue to talk and behave like an unchecked bully, with his ridiculous collection of colorless ‘yes’ men (OK – one woman (white)) congratulating him.

 

How long are we going to let these fools drag us down into a national pit of disgrace? Where’s the line if it isn’t being mean to kids?

 

 
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