Posted on 12/27/2013 11:24:17 AM PST by honestabe010
In his press conference on December 20th, President Obama urged the House of Representatives to support the Senate’s immigration bill, which passed 68-32 in late June. Among the concerns cited by Americans who oppose reform are that immigrants will take their jobs, drive down wages, increase criminal activity, burden the welfare system, and reshape the cultural dynamic of the country. These concerns are mostly ill-founded. The legitimate concerns have real solutions, and a more open immigration policy will be a net benefit for all Americans...
Highlights from Article:
- A 2013 study by the American Action Forum states that "immigration reform can raise population growth, labor force growth, and thus growth in Gross Domestic Product (GDP).”
- In 2013 the Bipartisan Policy Center came to similar conclusions. It makes the prediction that current provisions, as included in the Senate Bill, would raise GDP 4.8 percent over twenty years.
- According to the Immigration Policy Center, immigrant males between the ages of 18 and 39 (which constitute the greatest portion of the prison population) are five times less likely to be incarcerated than are natives.
- A 2011 survey by the Pew Research Center revealed that 92 percent of second generation and 96 percent of third generation Hispanics speak English proficiently.
- A 2010 Gallup poll revealed that Hispanics attend church services more often than non-Hispanic whites.
- Since an influx of immigrants means an expansion of the labor supply, many assert that the result will be less jobs and lower wages. However, as asserted by Jason Riley, a member of the Wall Street Journal editorial board, “The number of jobs in the United States is not static. It’s fluid, which is how we want it to be.”
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I love the literal translations of popular songs! I could watch them all day, if I didn’t have other things to do.
My daughter came with Alyssa yesterday, and stayed for about 30 minutes. She brought me a “cookbook” that I’m thinking must be a school fund-raiser book. It has some clever craft ideas, and some of the recipes came from school kitchens...not the cafeterias!
She also brought me some teas, which is good, because I have been out for some time.
I had mental image of the Little Pink Thing being her cute self with the Boy Scouts! My Image Maker is good at humor!
Doesn’t every assassin need a tiny pink minion to distract the target by looking adorable (with a knife or without)?
Don't sweat the tarantula. They can be fun.
I owned one during college, a Mexican redleg named Sheila. She was popular while she lived and we held a wake for her when she died.
She became more popular after death. Her death coincided with Chuck's 20th birthday, which was legal drinking age in the adjoining state, 25+ miles away. A bunch of fraternity brothers took Chuck away for a night of legal (excessive) drinking to unconsciousness.
Another brother who did not attend the debauchery asked to borrow Sheila's corpse, which he placed in Chuck's zippered Dopp kit.
The next morning, we discovered that the sounds made by a hungover college boy reaching blindly into his Dopp kit for a toothbrush but encountering a huge furry spider corpse cannot be described by words.
Chuck retaliated by placing dead Sheila near the bottom of Jimmy's bed, between the sheets. We learned Jimmy squealed like an eight-year-old girl.
Sheila, missing one leg, next appeared inside Scotty's Sperry Topsiders, which Scotty wore without socks.
After that, Sheila, in various states of oozing decay and with a decreasing number of appendages, randomly appeared.
Her final and most infamous appearance was in Jaymo's shepherd's pie, when he left the dining room to make use of the facilities.
Upon discovering dead Sheila with his fork before his second bite, Jaymo, a former offensive lineman for the University of Kentucky, abruptly stood, overturning the table, howling, and swinging at everyone within reach.
We retired dead Sheila that night, unceremoniously, in a garbage can, with far less dignity that the originally intended funeral.
But I digress.
Don't sweat the tarantula. They can be fun.
I just had breakfast, and I’m fighting very hard to hold it down. *mmph*
But it WAS a funny story!
I don’t think those anecdotes were as encouraging as you think, but there’s not much I can do about the hypothetical tarantula, so I’ll try not to think about it.
Hope you feel better later. Have you tried soda with your breakfast? I felt queasy in the mornings for a long time in the 90s (even when I wasn’t pregnant), and I would start each day with a room-temperature Diet Coke.
I don’t do sweet carbonated drinks. I’ve never developed a taste for them, and often find they make the nausea worse.
In my lifetime, I’ve probably only had two cases of soft drinks. (With the exception of Kool-Aid when my kids were home!)
Usually, the nausea is a warning that worse things are coming, so I try to eat “non-offensive” foods...toast, toast and toast. If I have the bread. Otherwise, I’ll grab a handful of dry cold cereal.
cute, so don't be afraid. :^)
That’s what Sally thinks. I’m not afraid, just slightly creeped out.
Just don’t drop it, you’ll kill it. They are fragile, and a 3-4 foot fall could be fatal.
But darned kyewt. :^)
Somebody should hunt up for us a you-tube of the funeral of Aragog, Hagrid’s enormous spider in the Harry Potter world.
That was respectful, and rather amusing.
I don’t know. My computer is protecting me from the presumed negative effects of you-tube viewing.
Will I Live to see 90? (Here’s something to think about.)
I recently picked a new primary care doctor. After two visits and exhaustive Lab tests, she said I was doing fairly well for my age. (I am past eighty-five).
little concerned about that comment, I couldn’t resist asking her, ‘Do you think I’ll live to be 90?’
She asked, ‘Do you smoke tobacco, or drink beer, wine or hard liquor?’
‘Oh no,’ I replied. ‘I’m not doing drugs, either!’
Then she asked, ‘Do you eat rib-eye steaks and barbecued ribs?’
‘I said, ‘Not much. My former doctor said that all red meat is very unhealthy!’
‘Do you spend a lot of time in the sun, like playing golf, boating, sailing, hiking, or bicycling?’
‘No, I don’t,’ I said.
She asked, ‘Do you gamble, drive fast cars, or have a lot of sex?’
‘No,’ I said.
She looked at me and said, ‘Then, why do you even give a shit?’
“Kathleen was beaming and singing, “Die ... die ... Tom ... die ...”.”
She’s aiming to be the Dark Queen.
(because Bruno Mars needs to be crushed with rocks, set on an anthill, and burned.. just because.)
Good one, Nully!
But, he makes some good candy bars.
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