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When I lived in Sunny Southern California, it was being invaded by Korean Gangs, Tortillarias, and Vietnamese still coming in droves.
ALL of these people were being offered business loans at 3% when Americans had mortgages that were heading for the moon...2 and 3 at a time.
The Koreans moved into Garden Grove and I don't know but what GG isn't completely Korean now. They bought up whole shopping centers and threw all the Americans out to rent to other Koreans.
Every single morning on my way to work, there would be streetcorners packed with Chicanos waiting for the construction company trucks to pick them up. It wasn't long before my neighborhood was unsafe at any hour of the day, let alone the night.
It was impossible to spend a day at the park. Some dude would be making kissing sounds and saying,"Come here, baby. What'sa matter? You too good for us or sonthin?"
And other, more obscene rhetoric. Better to get in the car and drive up the Pacific Highway 'til you got out of range.
The Vietnamese were mostly older folks, but there was a woman we called The Dragon Lady. She spoke English and could open a bank account. Every month she would show up with about 500 Social Security checks to cash. She got 25% from every check she cashed. She had a stunt she used to pull on these people. She would use the checks to buy Travelers' Checks, which, of course, SHE would have to cash as well. So she doubled, sometimes tripled, her take because she got paid for every single TCheck she cashed. We got her, finally.
There was a guy who carried bricks of hundred dollar bills around in his cartrunk. He looked like an Amish Farmer, but he pimped little girls he had hooked on heroin or cocaine. His Mexconnex brought his stuff in every Sunday night with no hindrance whatsoever. I managed to get one of his girls one night, working the street near Disneyland; a 13 year old who was literally dying from pneumonia and he wouldn't even allow her to see a doctor.
I talked her into letting me take her to the hospital, but she died anyway because she wanted her stuff so badly she left the hospital to go back to him. Her death caused a couple of other girls, one only 10 to come forward, scared as they were.
I used to think that hell could not be any worse. I was wrong. It not only got worse, it spread almost everywhere. And then along came Madrassas. And much later, along came the berserk mayor of San Fransissyco. It is no wonder we roll our eyes to heaven and treat our weapons like precious gems because there is just no telling anymore what or where the next attack will be or come from.
Methinks it is not paranoia anymore.