Immigration -- A Non-Issue

Caryl Rosenthal
Y'all need to see a movie called, "Un dia sin Mexicanos" (A Day Without Mexicans), which has been shown on cable a lot lately and is in English on HBO. It shows what happens when every Mexican in California disappears for the day, leaving not much to the imagination.

I have employed many from south of the border over the years, and I do not believe for a moment that the vast majority are looking for a better life with not much hope of getting it without incurring great risk to body and soul. Personally, I'd rather pay for health care for everyone in a sane society-wide program than the war in Iraq or a ridiculous fence along the border than whine about the cost of extending benefits to non-citizens. The folks are here and it is to all our advantages to insure their health, along with the rest of us.

George Lopez, the comedian, says it all in his new show on HBO: FEMA stands for "Find Every Mexican Available," referring to the work force rebuilding New Orleans, such as it is. The contractors hiring crews are paying huge fines for using illegals, but there is no one else willing to work so hard for such skimpy pay, and that's a sad fact.


The illegals I have known use very little, if any, public services (except the parks on week-ends, for example - otherwise the space would just sit there because the rest of us have been warned away for safety reasons), work hard, live frugally and send their hard-earned money back to provide for children they don't see for years at a time.

These folks are no threat to anyone, but it sure gets the minds of some to ignore the real issues - the "war" in Iraq, health care, education, etc. The current administration has found another hot button - FEAR of - anything. Now, it's paranoia from maids and bricklayers.

We need to stop putting the blame on those least able to do anything about it. Were the situations reversed, you'd be doing the same thing if you had any guts. If you say different, you would be lazy or complacent. How many born on this side of the Rio Grande have moved, or had family and friends move, from Alabama to California for a better life? The only difference is the luck of geography.
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Caryl Rosenthal

As a boomer facing retirement, I finally get to use the degree I earned in Journalism a while ago when my children were small. They are now large, and my attention has been diverted all that time because I was more interested in feeding and educating them. So, I now get to ponder the state of the world, comment on it, and think of things I never had the time to think about before. But, am I relevant? I have always advocated that one measures the passage of one's life by the ages of other people's children. Whoa! My life has passed by the measurment of MY children! Maybe I'm not so relevant. Guess we'll see!