Saturday, June 10, 2006

Time to play a little game I like to call, "You know what I don't get?"
Have fun and play along at home.


You know what I don't get? This whole illegal immigrant thing. Really, the whole argument is bullshit for some very good reasons.

First, no one is willing to come out and publicly state just what a shithole Mexico obviously is. If it wasn't, would millions of its citizens be flocking to the U.S. to pay $.50 each for used pants at my garage sale today? (by the way, the sale of the day occurred when a lady paid $2.00 for a bag of used underwear. . .I shit you not) Would they be risking life and limb to gain entry into a country if things were honky-dory back home? Fuck no. They are desperate to escape a corrupt government, a weak economy, and a backward-ass country-fuck open cesspool of a country.

Think about it. The average immigrant, legal or otherwise, comes here to better their life. You know why? Because it's the greatest country on earth right now. I imagine people would have been flocking to England in the 1700's if all that kept them out was some barbed wire and an inept border patrol. Spain in the 1600's? Probably all it could do to keep the Portuguese out. Then Portugal got all high and mighty in the late 1600's and probably passed some lame-ass laws saying it wanted to save all the good jobs for the Portuguese and basically told the Spaniards to go fuck themselves. That's where we are today. We rule. Everyone wants to live here, especially California. No one wants to sneak under the fence and hop a freight train to Maine. Maine sucks ass. . .hard. Maine is where the oxy-contin addiction thing started. I can relate.

The thing I really don't get is why do all the immigrants, legal or otherwise, complain like a bunch of bitches once they get here? "Hey, I snuck into your shithole of a country when you were busy fighting over gay marriage and now I want to tell you this place sucks." Or really? How the hell are things in Guanajuato? Peachy, I'll bet, Rigorberto. Really, it's not the immigrants who complain; it's their kids. I know. I teach them. They are the first to downgrade everything American. Our soccer team, our government, our police, our refusal to grant them a cheap place to live. It goes on. Then they tell me just how great Mexico is. "Oh, Mexico is cool. You don't have to go to school, we play all day, our soccer team rules, I can get drunk and nobody cares." You get the picture; it's fucking paradise.

So, I don't get it. Maybe I'm an ignorant son of a bitch, but what the hell? You drag your ass up here, get a low-paying job, send millions back to a country that bases a good part of its economy on the fact that its expatriated citizens will be sending millions back to current residents, then you complain because our government won't protect you? One word of advice: Fix your fucking house before you attempt to tell me my paint job is fading, fucker.

There will be more to this series. I'm just getting started.

Off to look at free porn. Which, by the way, reminds me; I don't get why we get bothered by our kids seeing a naked body but will let them play the goriest of video games.

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