[Old Dog New Trick]

The New Colossus
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
“Keep ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she
With silent lips. “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-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!” (Emma Lazarus)


Heck of a nice poem written in the late 1800’s and recognized in 1901 as the symbols of American ideology. Engraved on the base and pedestal of the Statue of Liberty. A far different time indeed. The beginning of the industrial revolution and meant to entice European settlers to leave their homelands and stake claim to the new Americas. It was appropriate for the times as it was not expected or anticipated that just anyone had the means to travel by sailing vessels or steamship from Europe to America - ‘cause you didn’t come from anywhere else at the time.

I mean no disrespect to any human being. I myself am the product of German/Jewish immigrants who escaped Nazi Germany in the 1930’s and Portuguese wanders who came to the shores of America in the late 1800’s or early twentieth century.

I welcome all who can make the difficult journey to America by sea, land or air in modern times. And want to be here to raise families, assimilate with our customs and provide support to our continued way of life through hard work and dedication to professional services.

I have a problem when my government creates the rules (often in violation of the law), provides the incentives and pays the bills to relocate people simply for the sake of diversity. Or in the biggest misuse of power a voting base for one party over the other.

I am a Special Forces Green Beret and understand more than most about the reasons we open our hearts and our borders to people from the worst places on earth to come and live here and to prosper in our graces. Whether because of war, condemnation, or political violence. We are by our motto the protectors and liberators of oppression. And I don’t care what color you are, what religion you practice or what God you warship, what language you speak or how much wealth if any you have. Come to America and make your neighborhoods prosperous and lively. Don’t transplant your previous shithole to your new opportunity to live free and without the repression you escaped from whether you had risk everything or nothing to get here. That is a choice and to often they make the same bad choices that led to living in a crime and gang ridden shithole. Only now it used to be better for everyone who lived there prior to the new arrivals.

JMO YMMV