25 August 2004
La Shawn Barber lays it on the line:
The instinct to survive has been suppressed by an irrational, hare-brained desire to be "tolerant" and open even if it means the end of our way of life and our very lives.
She's talking about our apparent unwillingness to do anything about our porous national borders. The 9/11 Commission has been no help:
For our tax dollars, a group of "bipartisan" policy wonks had no deport-them-back-where-they-came-from kind of suggestions. Instead they spouted the same weak-kneed mumbo jumbo that made us vulnerable in the first place and offered similar inane reasoning that will lead to another attack. (Did you know that Middle Eastern men are sneaking across the southern border along with Mexicans?)
My prediction: If George Bush and his cronies don't seal up the southern border or at least allow border agents to threaten to shoot border jumpers, the next commission 4/13, 11/21, 12/25, whatever will conclude what the 9/11 commission concluded: immigration enforcement in the United States is slack, but we still don't want you to do anything about it.
Of course, we'd probably have to seal the northern border after that; Canadians aren't immigrating in large numbers, but terrorists will take any entrance they find open.
(Aside: This year's World Tour brought me to within one block of the Canadian border; I obviously can't predict what might happen if someone made a mad dash across the line, but on that sleepy Sunday morning, it was hard to imagine that anyone would have opened up a can of Rapid Response.)
Neither Ms Barber nor I qualify as wild-eyed xenophobes. Here's the bottom line:
I had the good fortune of being born in America, and it pains me to see its ideals crumbling before me. I don't jealously guard our country's benefits; I want others to share them, but only if they go through the proper channels. Being a U.S. citizen is a privilege. That means no one who is not a citizen has a right to be here, and we are not required to keep them here.
Nor are we required to step lightly, lest we hurt their feelings. Illegal aliens the term we used to use before they came up with the shallow non-description "undocumented workers" didn't belong here in the best of times; they certainly don't belong here now, while we're under attack by roving bands of terrorists who hate what we stand for but have no qualms about taking advantage of us while they're on the premises.