Yes, they are there,
thousands and thousands of them. What
can be done? What should be done? What would be the best for them and, for that
matter, for the
The situation reminds me of a
movie some of us may remember: “Titanic.” And, while the circumstances of those trying
to come to
Have you seen pictures of
children rummaging through a garbage pile in the hopes of finding something, just
a little bit to eat, perhaps, for themselves and their families? This wasn’t staged for some American
photographer, believe me. This is
reality. How many of those children do
you suppose were brought North by others in their family in hopes of gaining
the same benefits that many of our ancestors came across the Atlantic to gain
so many years ago? How many are piled up
on the Mexican side of that “border wall” just looking for a way, a chance, to
come across that Rio Grande and gain the life they dreamed of before they began
that thousand mile (plus) journey to get here?
And, having almost made it to that place of their dreams, how many have
been languishing just beyond that wall wondering what will become of that
dream.
Awakening can be anything but
agreeable to most of these unfortunate travelers. Is this what they deserve?
Every trip had two
points: A point of departure, and a
point of termination. Or so the traveler
hopes. These people, Americans all (just
not North Americans, you see,) are in search of their dreams—frustrated at
virtually the last few steps. What if my
ancestors had experienced a similar fate?
Would I be here today, or would one of my ancestors have carried my
genes to the bottom of the
These people deserve more
from we Americans.
But what?
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