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She Fights!

Bear with the brief, head space forming, prologue.  It’s really leading someplace spiritual.  Honest.

The most honest assessment of the Trump victory in November is not about policy or border security or the economy or any wonkish flight of fancy.  Progressives and Statists must lie to get the common folk to vote for them.  They “pretend” to care about all the hot button issues while wearing the Pantomime Eagle and, with slogans, all proclaim they will “Make America _____ Again.”   The missing word might me “Work,” “Just,” “Merciful,” “Hope,” “Change,” et al…   But in the end, it’s all BS.  They want ONE thing.  Power.

Enter The Orange Orangutan.   Unlike other politicians, he just said the first thing on his mind.  A lot of times it sucked.  Sometimes it made no sense.  At times, it hit the mark.  It was rough guttural language that pulled no punches.  But all this, like the lies of the Elites, meant nothing.  People had heard it all before, simply in better tones, with high school vocabulary, and from normal complexions.

What ultimately gave Trump the win was, “He Fights.”  He kept getting back up.  “Quds Force.”  Back up.  “They’re not sending us their best.”  Back up.  “Grabbing Felines.”  Back up.   He counter punched like a thug in a bar brawl.  The knock-out blow, as much as it stinks and as much as the “With Her” crowd will never admit, was, “Nasty Woman.”  She was attacking him, seemingly landing blows, and out of nowhere, “Nasty Woman.”   She never recovered.  He showed with that one terrible statement, that he was going to fight tooth and nail.

For flyover country, it was “Beast Mode” and they loved it.  They found someone who wasn’t going to retreat into nuanced language or $1000/hour lawyer speak.   Debate of him and his policies is another matter (and debate there should be).  The point of all this is to show that people love and respect a fighter even if they don’t love and respect THE fighter.

That said…®  This is all temporal prologue to the Spiritual Mater at hand.  Nope, not a type-o.

Turning to Lent, I’d like to focus on Final Battles and The Final Battle, the one for, literally, All The World.  Like the Political Commoners, we Spiritual Commoners, are looking to follow a fighter.  There are many types to follow.  There is even the Spiritual Brawler, necessary for when the fight turns temporal.   These are the fighters that see the line of battle, pick a spot, and throw themselves into scrum seeking to breach the defenses for others.  The martyrs and temporal warriors, who with one firm purpose, focused all their will to that spot, at that moment, and brought the point of the spear savagely upon the enemy.  Be it roasting alive like St Lawrence or Don John‘s humiliating defeat of the Ottoman Fleet, Catholicism would be dead without their toils and blood.

There are charismatic fighters.  Venerable Futon Sheen, Patton, and McArthur.  The ones who can take a group of people and band them together simply with the force of their own will and words.  They give their St Crispin’s speech — or more importantly, their Admonition of Herald – and people follow them into the fires of Hell if need be.  They are not flashes in the pan.  They have the martial cattle to go with the hat, but they lead first with their larger than life command presence.

Then there are the John Paul IIs and the Washingtons.  The ones who speak quietly so you must lean in and, by that act, form a bond of martial intimacy.  No matter the odds or the current state-of-affairs, they betray no sense of doubt about the eventual outcome.  They are redoubts of Iron Will and Faith.  The quite walls inside which others find warmth and wait for the order to march forward.

Before Washington and JPII, and all of history’s previous Washingtons and JPIIs, there was Mary’s quiet, still, “Let it be.”  Our Spiritual Comfort.  The gentle breast that nourished Our Lord.  The Mother who carried Jesus into and out of Egypt.  The Woman who watched her son go into the world only to be broken and handed to her at the foot of a cross she fought to be near and unite with.  The Immaculate Conception that loved more deeply than any other human could and felt more sorrow that any other human will.

She entreats us to lean in close and hear her words, “Do whatever He tells you.”  This act, alone, is what makes the General of The Angels and The Church Militant.  The General who stood, toe to toe with Our Lord, The King of Kings, and gave him advise that seemingly ran contrary to His wishes.  It was a test, just as any Good King may employ to see if the person he has chosen is, indeed, ready for the job.

Her words are few, simple, well chosen, and do not betray her roles or the tide of battle.  Her “Fiat” was the acceptance of the title, Queen.  Her spurring Jesus to His Temporal Ministry was her acceptance of the role of General.

“Woman, how does your concern affect me? My hour has not yet come.” Imagine the Angels hearing Jesus seemingly rebuke her?  The silence that fell in Heaven.  You could have heard the angels drop off the head of a pin.   In reply, her humble, simple statement.  Her faith that He would hear and answer her prayer.  The firmness, and love, of a mother addressing her Son.  And then, He acts in quite obedience to, and love for, His mother.

Why do the angles willingly follow her?  Because Jesus said to? Sure.   The angels will do ANYTHING Jesus tells them to.  …whether they like it or not.  They will bend their wills to His.  Why do they follow her willingly?  She Fights!  For them.  For us.  But more importantly, for her Son!

She has, throughout all Christian History, fought for her Son.  During his life, at his death, and after her Assumption.  Interceding for the faithful in small, day-to-day, ways and in History Changing Events such as the Final Battle of Lepanto.   She hears us, takes our concerns to Jesus, then tells the Angels and us to, “Do whatever He tells you,” knowing that if it is just and merciful, He will do what she asks.

Once again, she is quietly amassing an army to fight for her Son.  There is turmoil in The Church and this country, which is consecrated to her.  She is asking all the faithful to join her.  This lent, pray and fast and discern if you will join her on her quest to vindicate her Son.  She is a fighter we can follow AND respect.  And she is guaranteed the final victory over The Serpent.  We may not be upon the eve of THE Final Battle, but it sure seems like the end of AN age. …Even if Out Lady shows no worry.

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March 1, 2017 at 4:56 pm

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Advent, Christmas, Lent, Easter. The Reason for the Seasons.

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There is a time for everything.  I love the concept of “keeping the reason for the season all year long,” but it’s really impossible.  We can’t stay up or down for too long without burning out.  We all know those who are in a perpetual state of anger or hate.  These are the most tiring people to be around.  Even those who are in an eternal state of happiness without regard to circumstances are beyond the emotional or mental patience of most people.  Both bounds of the pendulum come across as fake or immature.

Without the up time, the down time seems pointless and without the down time, the uptime is unbearable. But that is only half the story.  A few days ago I was almost in a pretty bad accident. A car decided that his nice calm 30 mile an hour lane was just too slow and that my lane cursing along at 60 was much nicer.  The problem was that he executed his lane change only about 30 yards in front of me. Time slowed.  My vision narrowed.  My muscles took over.  I didn’t have to think about looking for more roadway to extend the distance between us.  I never had to tell myself to scan for other cars.  My foot never received an urgent message from my cortex, “HEY!  BREAK!  BUT DON’T LOCK ‘EM!”

The crisis only lasted a split second, but because I’d thought about this and worked on it before, I avoided the pile up with only a post adrenaline dump to deal with.

There’s a saying, “Train like you fight.  Fight like you train.”   Sonny Puzikas, former Spetsnaz, says you will only rise to the level of your training.  Training isn’t reality, it’s realistic.  The brain doesn’t care if the bullets are real or fake, as long as the scenario is realistic your brain will wire itself to respond a certain way to certain stimuli.  I was never in an accident like that before, but I’d thought about it, pretended it would happen, and trained my brain to react a certain way.  And the training didn’t really take all that much time.

So you don’t have to train 24/7?  But you do find time to train and to work on that training.  We know this in other areas of our life and it’s why we take courses relevant to our state in life so we know what to do in our vocation or avocation.  We also take refresher courses or “continuing education” to remind us of the things we should already know.

The religious seasons are our training sessions.  Each time they come around we can focus on various aspects of our spiritual training. Why?  Because you never know when life is going to deploy you into a theater of spiritual warfare.  Just like soldiers never know when they may be called up, we never know when we will be called upon to do spiritual battle.  These times are our continuing education to remind us (when we get hit with a huge amount of ugly) not only what to do and how to do it, but WHO we should be calling on for help.  Those who don’t take advantage of these times find themselves floating on a sea of uncertainty just like a green civilian handed a rifle and thrown on a barricade.

That’s why it’s so important to focus on Advent when it’s Advent and Christmas when it’s Christmas.  Forgetting Advent and taking a month of consumer driven “Christmas” with only one day of actual Christmas, leaves you without this year’s continuing ed.  When January rolls around and the news piles up with evil and work piles up with troubles and family piles up with needs, if you didn’t take the time to reflect and learn, you will be rolled over by life.

So, this Lent, take the time to really reflect.  Give yourself the chance get ready for the Easter Season so that when it’s over you will be ready for the machinations of life come the summer months.  Then when Advent and Christmas comes aging, you can gear up for that year’s training.  Train like you fight…

We are creatures of dynamism.  We grow and change and we can’t evolve in life without taking time out to reflect and train ourselves and meld the old to the new.  Each season can give us, if we chose to learn, new insights to ourselves and our relationship to God.  Don’t be fooled by Madison Ave. into giving up the time appointed by God to continue your education of Him. Without it, you will fight like you train, which means, not well at all.

Written by lablount

January 7, 2013 at 1:08 am

A Christmas Gift: The Sheer Madness of Love.

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The great problem I would have with being an atheist, let alone, an antitheist, is my intense lack of faith in accidents on such an immense scale.  I play poker (poorly) and know the odds of hitting a simple inside straight or making a royal flush on the river.  Of course if you do suck out, the odds on that hand are 1 in 1.  But to believe that your hand’s success invalidates the shear reality of math is a kind of willful hubris that I just don’t have the imagination to trust.

I look out on the night sky and see a vast universe that may be one of many.  I live on a planet that is one of many in a solar system that is one many in a galaxy that is one of many.  I am a man, one of many in a species that trundles along throughout history with other species of flora and fauna.  To the atheist, this is proof that we are nothing special.  They have an abundance of faith in utility, matter, blind luck.

But in my lack of faith I don’t see evidence of the mundane.  I see the efforts of a mad lover trying to express Himself through his art.  Each life a sonnet.  Each star a symphony.  …every opus littering the work shop of an obsessed artist struggling to be understood through, and by, his children.

It’s a condition every small “c” creator understands.  Half-finished poems.  Long ago penned notes strung uneasily on treble and base. Sculpture mocking from beneath the stone.  Great bends of metal that refuse to conform to image of the mind.  All scattered about as his uneasy mind hurriedly tries to capture the latest inspiration, trying to get this one right, only to find, it too, has a mind of its own.

Writer or welder, thespian or terpsichorean… We all search for that elusive place where inspiration intersects with reality.  And even when the work is done as best we can complete it… When we put pen or torch down.  When scene has cut and coda done…  The ache begins.  What is next?

A creator creates because he has no choice.  To stifle that impulse, is to induce despair in a mind diseased by love of creation itself.  That is the universe(s) I see; madness reaching out to its creations, begging to be understood.  For only when the creations understand the creator does the creator find that bliss of perfection.  Which may well be why all artists are just a bit off center.  We will never have a story say, “thank you,” or an expertly performed pirouette look back at its dancer in awe.

I can’t be an atheist for, at my heart’s core, I am an artist and I recognize the sketches and sheet music that a mind, undone by its need to make real its passions, has strewn across math, science, and matter. I see the love notes in the vast cosmos and smile while at the same time cursing my pitiful craft… The ache is always there.

I understand God.   I don’t fathom it.  I will never comprehend it. But I understand.  So this Christmas, I will give you the only gift I can think apropos and the one gift I will almost surely never receive:

Thank you.

Written by lablount

December 25, 2012 at 6:57 pm

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Obamatax: God Allowed Roberts to Switch His Vote

Do I have your attention?  Yes, you read that correctly.  God, I think, is the entity that allowed Roberts to abandon all pretense of constitutionality and give the Federal… actually, after Obamatax fully implements we should simply start calling DC the Central Government.  Anyway, with his ruling, the Central Government is now able to compel anyone, under the guise of a tax, to do ANYTHING IT WANTS.  Not just prevent things it didn’t really want as it has done in the past with taxes, but now it will COMPEL you to do anything it wants.  I’m not actually sure where that is in The Constitution, I’ve been looking over my copy and I really can’t find it.  Maybe it’s a misprint?  Or maybe it’s so alive that this old copy I have from 2000 has morphed into something else.

But let’s put that aside for the moment.  Frankly, if this nation is so stupid to think that Single Payer Health Care can work here when it’s failed everywhere else; it deserves to be crushed under the boot of Central Government that controls all aspects of its citizen’s lives.

I think Robert’s unprecedented flip-flop was due to one person; God.  Why?  Simple.  We, as voters, have never answered the question of abortion in this country.  Sure a few states have, but as a nation, all our laws regarding abortion are due to court rulings or as responses to those rulings.   We have never had an up or down vote on abortion.  God doesn’t like to be kept waiting so now we will have to answer for the abortions that are a major part of this law.

Ok, for you theologians, I know what you are saying, “GOD DOESN’T DO EVIL ACTS!”  You are correct.  But remember The Lord’s Prayer, “…Lead us not into temptation…”  While God won’t do something evil, he will lead us up to the precipitate of it and allow it for a good reason.   And how many people would be snoozing by now or have just stopped reading if I started out by explaining how and why God lets evil operate.  That’s a volume of books unto itself.  So, for the sake of brevity, focus on WHY God would allow this travesty and leave Justice Roberts to do his own Flip Wilson impersonation.

If Roberts had stayed true to The Constitution, he would have struck down the personal mandate, and with it, Obamacare.  Instead, he rewrote the law and turned it into Obamatax.  If Obamacare had been repealed, it would, once again, be a court saying something about abortion.  If you remember, it was Obamacare that transferred millions of dollars to Planed Parenthood.  It’s also that same law that allows Obama’s HHS mandate that tramples all over conscience rights and forces employers with deep religious convictions to pay for abortions.

With this law, we now are FORCED to pay for abortions through our tax dollars.  Our representatives passed this law.  Maybe it was a bastardized process that thwarted the will of the people, but it still was our ELECTED OFFICIALS who passed this law.  Actions have consequences and now we have to face those consequences.   We don’t get to hide behind a court ruling.  We have to, as a nation, give an up or down vote.  This election, whether we wish to admit it or not, is that vote.

If we rise up and vote in Senators, Representatives, and a President that dismantle the egregious Personal Mandate, but allow funding to stand for abortion, then God will have the answer to the question he has asked since Roe v. Wade.  God: “Do you really want abortion?”  Us: “Yes, God, we want to kill our children.”

If we rise up and elect the same bunch of politicians who descend on DC and consume our votes and taxes like a plague of locusts; God will have his answer, “We don’t care if we kill our children.”

If we rise up and elect officials that gut the whole law or at least alter the law to drop abortion funding and do what Obamacare was supposed to do:  insure the uninsured (which Obamatax doesn’t currently do nor will it no matter what you think); then we may just have a chance to tell God, “We would really like a few more years to deal with this abortion debate.  Please?”

Either way, when this election is over, if our officials in DC vote to uphold public moneys for abortion, God have mercy on us.

The complete irony is that this is happening in the context of our simple God-given right to be left alone by a central government.  A right that was, at one time, guaranteed in The Constitution but has long been ignored by Progressives who, since Teddy Roosevelt (apocryphally) threw his sausage, have decided that they know how to keep us all protected and safe.   In effect, we are saying to God with Obamatax, “We surrender our most basic freedom… That which makes us a nation.  We gladly give away our birthright for the illusion of protection and compassion.  And to consummate and consecrate the trade, we offer the oblation of our children.”  What do you think God’s reply will be?

Sadly, we won’t only be answering for ourselves, but the entire Western World.  Most of the West has already succumbed to this question.  They have gladly offered their children for convenience and protection.  We have held out; refusing to answer like a coward hiding in the corner.  What sadness will move God if we do this?  What horror will be in his heart when we fully abandon him?  How lonely will he be on the cross when the most powerful nation in the West says, “the innocent must die.”  I don’t think judgment will be far behind.

Those of us who oppose this monstrosity of a Tax do so for many reasons.  It is a boondoggle.  It doesn’t do what it is supposed to do.  It will bankrupt the middle class (75% of all the new taxes will be paid by people making LESS THAN $125K).  It’s an affront to the very context of The Founding Documents.  Insurance premiums will skyrocket (as the already have).  But the real truth is that we should all find solidarity in the sickness that the future of our country, our children, will be be murdered by taxpayer funded abortions all so that we can “feel” good that the uninsured, who won’t be insured after all, will be someone else’s problem because we gave at the office.

One last sobering note to those who oppose this law… tax… whatever you wish to call it now.  Remember, nations will be judged.  If we lose, and I deeply fear we will, it may not be enough to say, “Lord, I tried.  Sorry.”  When we die and are judged, we will be held accountable for our nation’s evils as well.  There are surely enough of those to go around already.  But one thing God will not abide is a child murderer.  I don’t look forward to, at my meeting with The Boss, hearing, “It would have been better for you that a milestone had been tied around your neck.”

So we will have some decisions to make once (yes, I meant to type “once” not “if”) this fully implements and there is no way to stop it.  What will you do to keep your soul from eternal damnation?  Will you leave?  Will you go to jail?  Will you pray that your desire that it “wasn’t so” is enough to keep God from seeing the blood on your hands via your tax dollars?  I don’t have any answers.  But it’s time to start asking those questions because come 2014, when this fully implements and is enshrined as an entitlement, there is NO going back.

God help us all for I fear the hollow phrase, “God Bless America,” will be a cold curse from November 2012 forward.  I really hope and pray that I am wrong.  I pray for my country.  But mostly, I pray that my family will be spared the madness that is surely to come on the heels of telling God, He’s no longer welcome here.

Written by lablount

July 3, 2012 at 8:21 am

I Really Didn’t Want To Get Into This, But…

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Since SanFranNan wants all this discussion on “Immigration Reform”, I’ll oblige to keep our weary priests from having to engage in it. And for you who are unfortunate enough to find yourself on the pointy end of an immoral sermon, I’m going to go over “Immigration Reform” ONCE and ONE TIME ONLY. This is a long one… so sit tight.  There’s something for everyone to be mad at in this.

Who’s to Blame

There are NO HANDS CLEAN in this debate. Both Ds and Rs have RUINED this debate and turned it, purposefully, into a race issue. Why? Because Blue Blood Country Club RINOs love, REPEAT LOVE, having slave labor at negligible wages. Because Socialist Democrats love, REPEAT LOVE, having people in need to spend money on. OUR MONEY.

No one in party leadership wants to really look at the issue. Big business types don’t care. They love cheap labor too. No one, REPEAT NO ONE, in charge in either party wants this to be solved. They WANT illegal immigrants to be a slave class one way or the other. Period.

But Larry, The Dems are moving to legalize illegals, at least that’s what the promise to Hispanics. Doesn’t that solve the problem?

NO! Not the way they want to go about it. Putting aside the pure economic issues of if it’s OK to just give away 30 million citizenships. Putting aside the justice issues of skipping all those who’ve obeyed laws and played by the rules. What the Democrats want is 30 million voters who are in need of government support. The Democrats don’t want to force assimilation. They have no intention of making true citizens who are able to participate in the American Dream. They want 30 million hamstrung voters, who will now no longer be able to get low wage jobs, to be on the public dole and vote for whomever will promise the most goodies. Truth be know, most RINOs like this idea too.

What does that give us in the end? 30 million people who are beholden to Uncle Sam for subsistence living. That is NOT the American Dream. That’s an American Nightmare in the making because Uncle Sam can not deliver what he’s already promised to the current citizens. How much sooner will we see bread lines and riots with 30,000,000 new people expecting the federal government to ride to the rescue?

Social Justice

Now enough economics… Most people hate math. Let’s deal SOLELY with social justice. One of the key points that Democrats hate is the concept of a Commerce Language. In fact, when you try to demand that everyone speak one Commerce (or “Official”) Language, they are the first to howl, “RACISM!” Why? Because being able to communicate, especially in the common tongue of commerce, makes you free. YOU are able to decide for yourself what the truth is. You don’t have to depend on Government or a few select poverty pimping translators to tell you what is happening. You can read and speak in the language that the primary sources are reading and speaking.

When you remove the requirement for a citizen to speak English effectively, you sentence that person to slave status. They will forever be dependent on others for navigating the legal system, economy, and social structures. Is that Justice? When SanSfanNan tries to strong-arm Church officials into touting Democrat policies, what she is really doing is demanding they put the true interests of Illegals aside. She wants the Church to table real social justice in deference to touchy feely social justice where the aim is to make everyone, especially the white benefactors, feel good about themselves. It’s nothing more than a repackaged white washed Liberation Theology that has been CONDEMNED by the Vatican.

As a side note, I wonder how The SanFranNanny would feel about a Republican Conservative Catholic demanding that the Priests start teaching, in a real way, that when you vote for a candidate that supports abortion, you kill babies.  I bet SFN would not like that and be one of the first to start chanting about the separation of Church and State… but that’s a point for another topic.

Defending the Borders

Now let’s look at simple national sovereignty. Does a nation have a right to 1) secure its borders and 2) dictate how people will be assimilated into its society? YES! Any definable unit of society has that right. A family has the right to bring others into that family. It also has a right to make sure those it brings in will obey the rules and are not trying to simply use the family. The family metaphor is important because unlike other institutions like clubs and businesses, a nation can’t simply say, “you know, we really shouldn’t have adopted you. That was a bad idea. You have to leave now.” Once you are in, you are in. …Warts and all. Nations have to be allowed to not only stop people at the borders, but be selective about who they take.

Who should be selected? Honestly, anyone who wants to be an American and who is willing to work. The economy will support people at the lower end of the earnings ladder. We don’t need to only look for engineers and software coders. People who love an honest day’s work do a lot more for a country than those who sit on their ass all day. And as an “all day ass sitter” myself, I feel quite confident about that statement.

The Salve Class

I wrote earlier in this post about slaves. I don’t use that word lightly. This is a country of citizens. When you encourage, by governmental policy, the expansion of those who need the federal government to survive, you create slaves. The object, and I mean this with all sincerity, of the federal government is to make every person in this country a subject of the federal government. In other words, a slave. It’s not a grand conspiracy. It’s just the way organisms work. They grow. The Federal Government is an organism that seeks to grow to its limits (and beyond, if possible).

In the past, we could accept a large number of illegal immigrants because it was assumed that the national government would either try get rid of them or allow them or their children to assimilate into true citizenship. Now that is not the case. The government sees a way to jumpstart a full slave nation by implementing, first, a true slave class. If that class is mortgaged as simple illegals, given week quasi official status as “guest workers”, or placed under welfare as citizens in name only, it doesn’t matter. What matters is that once you have a large number beholden to the federal government for daily life, that number will grow. Not because of laziness of the recipients (although that will happen from time to time), but from the sheer inability to move out from under the government’s thumb.

How many readers had student loans? How long did that take to pay off? Now imagine trying to get out from under daily needs provided by the government when every stride you take to free yourself nets you two steps back because of regulations that are specifically designed to keep you from moving to the producing class. Some will make it. But most will not.

All our small business laws, regulations, and tax laws are written to make it harder and harder to produce. All this is done under the guise of providing an even playing field. At some point all of us end up in the government “safety net”. Stuck like flies in a spider web. Sometimes people can get out. But with every new law, new government bailout, new government pork project, new government program or entitlement, it becomes that much harder to free yourself because government needs more and more of your money.

For us in the middle class, it’s a struggle. For those who will instantly become entangled in the “safety net” with no way to get out… With no true voice to be heard… With no one getting out of their way and letting them advance, it will be a social blood bad.

Don’t believe me? Look what our “great white guilt” did to the inner city black family. All the pandering and promising was done with the excuse of compassion. It was really done to secure votes for generations for those who would promise the most redistribution of wealth.

Capitalism Works

If the illegal aliens have shown us one thing it is that Capitalism Works. In the cases where illegal are not fully abused by their “betters”, we see them actually thrive. Without government regulations. Without OSHA. Without the FTC. Without any of the social engineering apparatuses that small business has come to loath, these people carve out a niche in society. Is it the niche they could have? No. Sadly, without the ability to communicate and be free, they are simply successful salves. But the point is well taken, by those of us who notice, that when you turn people loose, even under the most appalling of conditions, they can, and do, survive better than when ensnared by pages and volumes of federal red tape.

So what does that tell us about how the problem should be solved? Simple enough. Let Capitalism begin to fix it. Get rid of the government giveaways, put people who hire illegals in jail, and make it hard for illegals to get jobs and the wound will begin to close. Simple supply and demand at work. Get rid of the supply of government goodies, and the demand will go elsewhere. Get rig of the demand for slave labor, and the supply will go else where.

But that only answers one aspect of the issue. You have to patrol the border. Not so much to take out the illegal immigrants themselves, but to stop gang activity which uses the porous border to smuggle almost at will. These gangs know that once they are in and make it to one of the many sanctuary cities, they can function without fear because a bunch of white handwringers have convinced themselves that keeping slaves is good and they are better off here than they were in Africa South America (sound familiar?).

Next, prosecute city officials who allow sanctuary status. The federal government needs to make that a crime and enforce it. Take away the opportunity to operate with impunity and the problem will diminish. Not go away, but diminish.

Finally, REFORM THE IMMIGRATION LAWS! Our current lawyer driven system is a joke. I’ve watched good people in that system end up having to start the whole process over and over (and over) and fork over another thousand plus dollars each time just because one thing needed adjusting. I know we need to make sure people who want to come here really need to prove themselves, but setting up a catch-22 system that purposefully fattens lawyer’s pockets is criminal. There is little hope for a poor person from south of the border making it thought that mine field.

Ultimate Goal

Our ultimate goal of reform has to be realistic. Anyone who says, “If we do X, everything will go away and be fixed,” is a lying sack of crap. Fix all aspects of this problem in the best ways possible and we will still have illegals. We will always have them. But if we can get this country back to a goal of assimilation and not balkanization, we can handle the smaller amounts that come through.

Our ultimate goal should also be, and I’m going to get a lot of hate over this, the complete reformation of the Mexican economy and government. If we keep allowing Mexico to spill over workers from its failed economy and public policies, then we are to blame for every ounce of social injustice that goes on on that side of the border as well.

You and I have both watched a team of illegals totally redo a house in days. There is no question about their work ethic. Fields of crops cleared even though the labor is back-breaking and menial. We know Mexico has great natural wealth as well. Why, with a population willing to cross borders to work hard jobs and great natural gifts, can’t the Mexican Government and Economy make a profitable system? Could it be because of the gross abuses and corruption? Could it be because the system is set up to protect the “haves” and prevent the “Have-Nots” from advancing? Or could it just be “to the bone” incompetence on the part of leaders?

Whatever the case is, as long as we are Mexico’s pressure valve, they will never have to reform and the people who are stuck behind in Mexico and the rest of Latin America will have no hope.

Economic Hand Wringing

One of the arguments proffered by the Open Borders Business crowd is that, “Americans will never pay 6 dollars for a head of lettuce.” That may be true. We would have a hard time getting out fruits and veggies at the current confiscatory tax rates. But if we didn’t have the other side of the illegal coin we would be able to afford $6 lettuce. If we didn’t have a huge welfare state that was already ignoring citizenship requirements and handing out federal goodies to illegals, then we could pay $6 for lettuce. Hell… if we didn’t have most of the over burdensome social programs that have FAILED miserably despite forking more money into the furnace to be burned up like so much kindling, then we could pay for $12 lettuce.

Stream line the tax code, get rid of government waste, and let US keep OUR money, and we could pay what the market dictates.

Lines in the Sand

I think there are some points, though, on which we have to examine even harder. Maybe even declare them as lines in the sand that, as a nation, we will not cross.

The first is emergency medical coverage. I know many are sick of paying for every little sniffle and cough that illegals have. Many have proposed simply doing away with allowing illegals emergency care. I’m not prepared, and I think I’m in the vast majority, to shut down EMS services for illegals. This is one of those few areas I’m quite comfortable being taken for a ride. I want NO HUMAN BEING to die because they couldn’t get EMS care. Period. I think that is a decision we, as a nation, came to a long time ago. Even before the government got involved, charity hospitals and philanthropists did all they cold to make sure that those who could not pay still survived the night. We, as a people, have embraced that idea. We should no turn away from it.

Does that mean we can’t fix the system and try to prevent as many non-critical cases from clogging and abusing the system? No. It just means we will have to accept that draconian measures in this area will only serve to harm people. We can’t have doctors hamstrung while trying to treat people. And it’s not in the doctor’s or nurse’s job description to be INS beat cops. Whatever solution we push for has to allow for seriously ill patients to be treated. And if that means that some will slip though the cracks and get treatment that could wait 6 days until the symptoms clear up, then so be it.

The final issue is citizenship. People worry about the “Anchor Babies”. Many say there should be a change in the law to not allow these babies to be US citizens. Sorry folks. The law that would need to be changed is the US CONSTITUTION. The Fourteenth Amendment, Article I to be exact. That was put in in response to slavery. Funny how that word “slave” keeps coming up in this topic. Do we really want to mess with The Constitution? Did those who voted on the amendment know what it might be used for? Has time and testing shown it needs to be amended? Or will amending it again lead to more threats of slavery?

These are all questions that will have to be asked before we can move to change THE LAW of the land in that area. I’m not against taking a look at The Constitution for amendment. I would love to do away with the direct election of Senators and give the States back their voice in DC. But any look at amending MUST be done with a wary eye and deep thoughts about the future implications.

Illegals Already Here

What do we do with the ones already here?  That’s a damn good question with no great answer.  Justice would seem to demand they be deported, while mercy would seem to demand a path to citizenship.  A real path, not the “*poof* you are a citizen, have fun” path the Democrats want.

Honestly, I don’t have a good answer.  The reason is that we are to blame as well.  If it were simply a case of the US trying everything in its power to stem the tide and failing, then I would agree that a round up and deportation of everyone is in order.  But WE let them stay.  WE encouraged them to be here.  WE, have a part to play in this as well.  Even if we didn’t do it directly; we, but not forcing Washington to take us seriously and by just voting for the next wonk who paid lip service with no substance, allowed this to go on.  Maybe you weren’t part of the majority that let it happen, but that’s the breaks in a Representative Republic.  We get the government they deserve.

And we all do enjoy that 99 cent head of lettuce, don’t we?

A simple path to citizenship without some punishment makes a mockery of the law.  But what kind of punishment can it be?  …Monetary?  …Physical incarceration?  …Temporary Deportation?  …A seriously delayed citizenship?  What?  I don’t have a good answer.

And that is the problem with letting things like this fester.  Your chance at good options dwindles to scant zero if you wait too long.  And we have waited too long.  Someone, somehow, is going to be badly affected by a see change.  There is no way to stop that at this point.

Conclusions

So where does this leave us? Well, aside from an interesting intellectual exercise, no place useful. The current debate is laced with ad hominem attacks that charge racism as every “boo”, preventing us for having a serious discussion on the topic. Arizona passed a law that had both sides jumping with either fits of glee or apoplexy. I wager that no one actually read the law. If they had, neither side would be very happy. But not for the reasons they may have though. All someone had to do was SOMETHING and one side screamed, “RACISM,” while the other yelled, “ABOUT DAMN TIME!”

If people aren’t informed and don’t demand real substantive change. We are doomed. You can not keep slaves. It will bankrupt you morally and economically. One of the great ironies of the Anti-Bellum age was that the South’s economy was so trashed by their dependence on slavery that they could not compete with the North’s industrialization. But the North wasn’t real thrilled with the South getting up to speed since it would mean more expensive goods. Sounding a bit familiar?

At some point, this will draw to a head and erupt. We will either have a complete break down of our economy, or these modern slaves, who are not in chains and without armed violent recourse, will push back. Either way (or a combination there of), the blood that is being spilt and will be spilt is on our heads for not holding our elected officials’ collective feet to the fire.

One last thought. Please break away from the emotions of this issue. I know it’s very hard. My family tree has the name “Echvarria” in it. My Basque heritage explains a great deal about my temper. It’s no secret that my family wound its way to the US via Mexico in the late 1800’s. So it’s sometimes hard not to sympathize with the “leave them alone” crowd. But this is not just about being nice. It’s about being merciful and just. And you can’t do either of those things under the current system or a system that would just move to legalize their poverty. It doesn’t matter if the yoke we offer them is less oppressive than the one they flee, that is NOT what our ideals should be as a nation. We should seek to offer the best and be the best, not just be kinder slavers.

(note:  any type-os and grammar errors are the fault of me not having a proof reader. If you complain, you volunteer.)

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May 12, 2010 at 3:38 pm

Grand Theft Heaven.

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He could vaguely remember the stones and dull grey of a few moments ago. Everything turned grey then black. Then the pain that had become like an obnoxious accepted travel companion was joined by the shattering howl of his legs being broken. Some part of his brain could hear the shrieks of surprise, jeers of laughter, and sobs of desperation, but all he could recognize was the stabbing cry of his legs as he tried to right himself and the searing pain of his lungs when he couldn’t.

He tried to look to his left, but the pain and sweat only clouded his eyes. As he painfully lifted his head, his tunnel vision only saw a spear, then blood, then the unmoving face of his new Rabbi. Dismas tried to weep bitterly, but couldn’t. All that came was a week gasp and a single tear.

Past the Rabbi he could see Gestas wince in agony and slide out of his vision. The pain in his own chest sucked him back into his private torment. Each breath was harder and harder to manage. His shoulders felt like they could give way at any moment. A sick part of him laughed as he wondered what it would feel like to fall over his own broken legs and smash face first into the post.

He glanced back to see his Rabbi. At least he didn’t have to suffer through this. Some how Gestas had managed to force himself back upright and was spitting curses at everyone. Dismas hurt himself trying to laugh. The odd humor was cut short by another pain in his side and voice yelling from underneath him

“Maybe you’ll find a little more pain just as funny!” A centurion with a whip crowed up at him and began to lash him across the stomach and chest. Gouts of flesh and blood spilled from Dismas onto the face of the Centurion. The Centurion spat and cursed then took out his remain anger on the crowd that laughed at him.

For the scantest of moments, Dismas’ eyes cleared of their fog and he saw the city and the temple. It was bright and beautiful. Beams of light shown from the Holy of Holies radiated like the call of hope in a terrible storm. Jerusalem was on fire. He smiled.

“Paradise.”

Then he bowed his head.

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April 4, 2010 at 6:32 pm