Now in our seventh calendar year
How Stupid Are We When It Comes To Government? If this
disturbs you maybe you ought to brush up on the the old Bill of Rights and
the actually read the Declaration of Independence, two very important
documents and ones that are the foundation of this country and our government.
A government that is no longer for the people and by the people.
Tell me, do see
bricklayers or blue collar career men in the government? No, all you see are
rich fat cats who are too busy making a world where they can live in five-story mansions
and have lower-class individuals as their slaves.
Things have
gotten worse since Bush, Jr. first entered office. It started small. Can we
really remember the first problems that started the dislike of Bush? It all
started with a small problem with immigration and our dirt poor freinds to
the south in Mexico. This problem we have so far overlooked is now starting to
show back up. The president of Mexico and King Dubya are meeting this week
(as I write this) for a speech on immigration in, where else, but Cancun, Mexico, not in Mexico
City or one the small cities but in a resort city. That way they can dupe you,
the Average Joe, into thinking that, oh, Mexico looks nice, well I got news
for you my friend. Before you even start hearing the truth about Mexico you
need to realize that the United States can no longer play life preserver to
the rest of the world--we tried that in the Clinton years in Bosnia and in
Africa half a world away, and each time we have achieved nothing. It's time
America backs out of the world-saving gig and focuses on border security with
Mexico.
At first glance, Mexico is pictured as a desert vacation spot with lovely
beaches and ancient ruins, but in truth, those places are surrounded by
hundreds of millions of people living in ghettos of tin sheds and garbage
dumps drinking sewage and selling anything and everything they can get
their hands on for food or drugs to try and leave this world. Those
people are the innocents. Then there are the criminals who come across our
borders carrying drugs or hiding it in drug mules they sneak across the
border into our country.
Why does this continue? I'll tell you why: the number
one drug out of Mexico is weed, marijuana, you know that harmless drug that
sixty percent of our country is smoking. Do not be embarassed, it's OK. Hell, I
have a very European view on it; I think we should do what Amsterdam has done
and make it legal. But right now, that twenty-five dollars or fifty-dollars
you spend is going back to these smugglers and even corrupt Mexican officals
who start the chain of events all over again. The drug mules stay here and
start new lives or are paid to go and start the whole process over again.
Life is cheap out there but here we are all too busy in the pursuit of life
and freedom that we never try and take a look out our windows and wonder "are
our borders safe?"
Well I can tell you this much...all across the American southwest,
an area of fifty to seventy miles away from the United States and
Mexico border, there are people carrying guns and even being raped
and killed by criminals or by South Americans who are coming into
this country for potential attacks on America. Have we forgotten the whole
South American drug war we fought in the eighties? A lot of them have
become terrorists who hope by striking against America that they can prove to
themselves and their ex-customers that they are just as ruthless as they
were then.
I once heard that the number-one duty of a country is to secure
its borders to ensure the people's safety. But in today's age of "we got the
bomb", I think we have forgotten just because you have the end-all-be-all weapon
doesn't mean that you can use it and our eneimes know that. So what have they
done, they've gone underground among the innocent in third world countries where
they can build networks and crawl into our country one or two members a
month, await for their orders to come and destroy and terrorize us all.
But do not forget this is not the only problem we are having. The illegal
immigrants that come here and find jobs doing things we Americans claim we
will not do, are sending fifty to seventy-five percent of their money they
make here home, stealing money out our economy. Imagine this as a way of
picturing it: a new school is going to be built, but every day, someone steals
two or three hundred dollars out of the fund and over a year that school
fund is missing a lot of cash needed for our
children. Or the fund to repair roads. Or, hell, even get honest people elected.
It's time
we as Americans start taking a closer look at the people around us. I
can point out twenty-five to thirty illegal immigrants that come into my work
place alone every day. Every time I say something about it, people look at me
like I am talking crazy, but maybe you, my fellow Americans, will not.
I beseach you to please vote against anything or any group that helps
these illegal aliens; that includes any Hispanic
organizations that will not address or speak about immigration issues as
American citizens.
Do not ask what you can do for the fat cats in Washington or what
they can do for you, ask what can I do as a American to help my children
or my neighbors. I want everyone to remember this phrase in the next two weeks and when you
think you know it, then meet with other and discuss it, and then let's act on it.
Do you know the Bills of Rights? About seventy-five percent of us would say
yes and list all of the ones we try and remember, but that list of rights we
remember is getting shorter and shorter. Did you know more Americans
remember stupid stuff like The Simpsons more then the American Bill of
Rights or even who the government is supposed to work for? How sad is that?
Signing out,
Black Dog
"The Black Dog Bites Back: from the Book of Joshua" is ©2006 by Joshua Montgomery. The tribal tattoos next to his signature name represent Glass Walker and Black Spiral Dancer. All other graphics, unless otherwise noted, are creations of Nolan B. Canova. All contents of Nolan's Pop Culture Review are ©2006 by Nolan B. Canova.