Immigration - A Game Anyone Can Play

First, let me say that my wife is a Legal immigrant to this great nation. Although we've been married now for over 30 years, I have never pushed her to change her citizenship, and it has had some advantages as both of our children have dual U. S. and Australian citizenship.

Her being a legal immigrant means that we had to pay several hundred dollars in "Mother May I" fees to get the paperwork processed. She should have learned Spanish and saved the time, cost and hassles. In his latest policy drool, Senator John "Did I Tell You I Was In Vietnam" Kerry wants to one-up President Bush's amnesty for illegals.

Under Kerry's plan, all you have to do is be able to get past the border guards and hide out for five years - which shouldn't be too hard since many of our police forces have been specifically instructed to ignore illegals. At the end of the five years, you get anointed with legal resident status.

Now legal resident is not the same as citizenship. A legal resident carries a Green Card and enjoys many of the privileges of citizenship but cannot (theoretically) vote or draw Social Security.

Now, I don't know if John "I Served In Vietnam" Kerry's plan is any better or worse than the President's because in my opinion they both suck big time. Will either of them make our country any better or safer? How many of the Sept. 11th terrorists would have qualified under Kerry's plan?

In the long run, I can't say that it will make any difference. When President Clintoon pushed through the Motor Voter boondoggle to get illegals registered to vote Democratic he also made sure that the staff at your local DMV has the intelligence of slime mold. When my wife and I moved to NC we were required to get new drivers licenses. My darling wife, needing a photo ID to show the clown servicing her, presented her Green Card. In the next breath the DMV clown asked her if she wanted to register to vote! When my wife patiently explained she was not allowed to do that, making sure to use words of one syllable, the clown looked at her as if she had just sprouted daffodils from her ears.

We can't win. We can't break even. But we don't want to quit the game!