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eh... I am. Ok, yes. I am and you are too. Not me, but also an I am. We should connect on that. "Hey, opposable thumbs! My primate!" Is that dismissive? Sorry. I am made from the same things as you and rearranged maybe just for the purpose of easier identification. I've seen things you have and haven't. We have lots in common. Ask Linnaeus. So now what? If you were a neighbor I'd try not to talk about the weather AND not bore you. Here you'll see the inner monologue that I forget to tell people. The things that get lost in translation. I've not been so good at this lately. I'd like to catch more of these things because it is easy to miss the delicacy in life. I'm just gazing at clouds. No agenda. You're welcome to gaze along if you have nothing else to do.

Sunday, July 13, 2008

Can You Control Immigration?

Can you control migration? At first glance I didn't see anyone checking IDs on geese coming and going from Canada. How come they can come over with the Avian flu and my wife's great-great grandmother was not allowed to come to America because she had dementia. That's not right. No one was in danger of catching Mad Italian Disease, she was just old and forgetful. Bird flu? Could be contagious. So you're saying perhaps that the geese aren't human? Hmmm. That's a good point. But the people in charge of 'controlling' the migration of people refer to the unwelcome guest as 'aliens'. Not particularly human either. I make a weak and silly argument here, but only because I find this premise weak and silly.

I do not believe you can control the migration of people, or anything, for that matter when they feel the need to be there. Who assumed this was possible? Based on what experience? As I recall, a long time ago, before we called it America, there were people who lived here. Poor guys. First we called them Indians because like fools our forbearers thought they found India when they got here. Then we felt guilty and called them 'natives'. Either way, they were here first. They witnessed the rampant migration of this pale-skinned pestilence that defiled so much of what they found sacred. Ask them how controlling illegal immigration went. Trail of Tears, anyone?

The question that I ask is this: Can you deny something's will to promote its best interest? Sure you can try, but can you do it? The United States has had a policy on immigration for years. Law. They didn't want blacks unless they were slaves. They didn't want 'undesirable' ethnicities. The Chinese that built the railway system in our nation predated this flap over Mexico by at least 100 years. Immigration opened to certain 'kinds' of people over time, but there were rules to prevent too many of one type from infiltrating the culture. That is the foolishness to which I refer.

In this country, we all came from somewhere else. Legal or not, someone was willing to bet their livelihood, and perhaps their very life on the odds of a better future here. Can you stop that any more than you can stop osmosis? And how much energy do you want to put into preventing people from being your neighbor? When I think about the compelling need to find a better life, about the hardship of leaving everything you've ever known, I would not listen to a bureaucrat deciding they couldn't allow any more of my kind. I'd be here anyway. I would about as well as the colony at Roanoke did. Damn the torpedoes. Try to prevent me from living what I think is a better life for me and I will make it my life's work to be here. And that of my children. Arrest me. Deport me. I will return. Beat me. Kill me. I will be laid to rest in the land of my desire. You cannot legislate my will to live.

1 comment:

Just My Type said...

For me, it's not who's here and who's on their way. It's our government's promises to pay for education, medical treatment, retirement, housing and food. All noble (and necessary) causes. Our system cannot support the entitlements on the backs of the few.

Remove the promises, everyone supports themselves and looks out for their own, and you've got something. In my perfect world, the government would govern, educate, and defend. Is that too much, too little to ask for?