Mamacita says: Today I wish to discuss hypocrisy. The hypocrisy of some people’s ancestral pride.
So many people are interested in and curious about their DNA origins, paying out good money to be analyzed and labeled. . .it’s a fad right now. I just saw four commercials about it this afternoon. People are excited to discover their roots. . . and so many people interested in keeping out the people with that same DNA lest they contaminate the nation. This seems more than just a little bit hypocritical, yes?
We are all descended from immigrants. Where would we be if those immigrants had been denied entrance? You. Where would you be? You would be speaking another language, probably one you profess to mock today. You would be wearing different clothes, clothing that might set you apart from the crowd you hang out with today. You might be eating different foods, ETHNIC foods, that you either claim to dislike or that you pay a lot of money to experience. “Hey, let’s go for some Thai/Mexican/Chinese, etc, but let’s not admit that the cooks or servers are on our level.” “Listen to that guy with his broken English trying to check out at Walmart!” says the guy who can’t even manage to speak ONE language properly yet he mocks a guy who speaks two. High school dropouts mock hardworking guys who stayed in school and are reaping the rewards of it.
Rich people advocate deportation because they fear, oh, I don’t know. Being outclassed? Being outsmarted? Somebody else earning some money? A nickel coming in and them not there to squeeze it?
Poor people advocate deportation because they fear, oh, I don’t know. Someone else getting a job? Someone else getting, well, anything?
It all smacks of people kicking away the ladder after they and theirs climbed up it, and they don’t want to share whatever they found at the top.
The atmosphere in our nation disturbs me greatly. This atmosphere of intolerance and bigotry and selfishness and being afraid of what we don’t understand. Hey, a little education might help with that last one.
No one race is better than any other race. We are all human beings, equal in the sight of whatever God, or no God at all, any person believes, or doesn’t believe, in. We all share this one planet. There is room for everyone. Everyone. Not just you.
Remember, I taught about the Holocaust for over twenty years. The similarities are frightening. Horrifying.
Then again, if some people’s ancestors had been denied entrance all those years ago, perhaps some of those people would have embraced education anyway, finished school, gone to university, become doctors, surgeons, scientists, educated people and clear strong thinkers. Some would do that, and some would not. Every day people defy the odds. It’s just easier to do so here. Some of your ancestors did that, and some did not. Did you? Are you an educated person and a strong thinker or do you just follow the crowd?
Are you a person who does what is easy, or what is right?
My doctor is an immigrant. Perhaps yours is, too. Your child’s life may lie in the hands of someone for whom English is not the first language. You. You are not a surgeon. Stand back and let the trained professional work or your child, left in your untrained hands, will die.
Now, march, march, march, and demand that this surgeon be deported because he is not as good as you and does not deserve to live in a nation where his skills just saved your child.
Your ancestors arrived here and were admitted. That you would dare to presume that you or anyone else has the ability, the unmitigated gall, to say who will go and who will stay is mind-boggling. How dare you draft yourself to be the judge.
How dare you.
I’ve had many foreign students in my classes, and most of the time their English was much better than most of my other students. Their essays were about gratitude, and education, and pride. Not one of them wrote about gettin’ it on with a little filly a’standin’ yonder at the end of the bar, or LOLing at the bowling alley that one time. You know, like you did.
Choose goodness. Choose mercy. Choose honesty. Choose nobility. Choose generosity. Defy all who would encourage you to choose otherwise. Defy. All.
I speak too much. I am not on your side. I am on their side. Bring it on.