Question: What in hell is all this uproar about illegals supposed to be about? As long as
I can remember, and I'm three days older than the Battle of Midway, racist futher
muckers have been harrumphing about the wetback problem. And it never makes
a diddly damn bit of difference. Latinos crossing the wire to work in the USA
are a pissant-scale problem, old, stale stuff that isn't worth anybody's time.
Answer: Hitler spoiled the Jews. Donnie Dumfuggg can't use them. But, aha!
God gave Donnie Mexicans! Greasers! Taco benders with Indian cheekbones!
You can spot 'em by their looks! Their names are a giveaway too, like Meier
or Weingarten or Orlonoff!
So hooray! Donnie's got an Other to criminalize! Now he can recruit the
homegrown Schweinschützen to go after them, thrilling his mudsill minions
with their brutality, and freeing the worst of the worst to do his will.
His will. And the will of the old-fashioned hate guard, who always hope for a
chance like this: a deranged fool armed with immense power, and controlled by
his whisperers.
I can picture Stinky Miller watching it all expand on his laptop,
one hand busy busy busy.