I grew up in Texas and also have been around illegals.
They are NOT the same as they were back in the 70’s.
They are violent, and if not violent themselves, they hire violent men to help them sneak across the border. And many times when intercepted by the Border Patrol they fight. . .injuring the Agents. . .and if they don't fight, they let the others fight for them, aiming to injure, maim or murder the Agent. So, is it just peachy for you that they escape to live the life of plenty here in the US, leaving an Agent's blood in the sand. . .after all, the daughter can now be raised here in the US.
If ops-sec would allow, I would post a picture of my son (a Border Patrol Agent) and this picture would show how he looked after an attack from those “poor suffering” illegals, just making their way north with their wife and children.
Rubbish.
If not for his training my son would have been seriously injured, if not killed. . .by “poor innocent” illegals just trying to make a better life for themselves.
Yeah, their country sucks. They should deal with it, change it, make it better, instead they march north into our country and are now trying to force us to become the cesspool of a nation they just left.
Years ago they ran under the radar, making what they could, keeping out of trouble. Not any more. They are brazen in their illegality and contemptuous of our laws, customs and border.
Deport them all. It is the fault of the parents, and the fact that the parent are hiding to avoid deportation alongside their daughter, THAT speaks volumes about the agenda at play here. . .if not volumes about their cold-heart and selfish motives.
Deport them all. It is the fault of the parents, and the fact that the parent are hiding to avoid deportation alongside their daughter, THAT speaks volumes about the agenda at play here. . .if not volumes about their cold-heart and selfish motives.
I know what you’re saying. Back in the early 80s even, illegals *ran* when they saw a border patrolman. Today, they brazenly stand there and shoot our “BLANK-ing Border Patrol.”
WHen did it change? I don’t really know. I know for me, it changed on October 31st, 1994, while living in Yuma, Arizona. Within the first hour of opening my door to trick-or-treaters, I had to close it and make an attempt to back out of my driveway to make an unexpected run to the store for some more candy. I think I went through seven jumbo bags of candy. It was obscene. There were lines at my front door. Young mothers wearing crazy makeup or a mask, pushing infants in strollers, holding out two trick-or-treat bags. I’d ask them, “What are you supposed to be?” The only replies I received were “no ingles,” & “I don no.”
Driving up my street was like driving through a county fair. Where did all these people come from?? Kids and adults were everywhere!
Once I made it to the top of my street, I had my answer - a long line of Mexican busses stood idling. I couldn’t believe it.
That’s when I realized we were dealing with an entitlement culture, using their children to steal from the American system.
That’s when I realized things had changed.