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Is it dyslexia or what? I can't understand why you can't read my posts.

I love Americans. I love the Koreans who run the deli. I love the Hondurans from whom I rent. I love the Brasilian who owns my favorite juice joint. I love the Mexicans who live next door. I love the Arabs who run Mona's. The African's who've opened Cafe Negrille seem pretty cool and I've always dug "T" at Siam.

All Americans and all the EPITOME of what I think of as "American" when it comes to hard work, tight family, neighborliness and patriotism (well, some Green Party action but it's a radical neighborhood and the overwhelming reaction has been flags flying and ribbons tied to all the trees on Elysian Fields.)

There is also the REARING, not aborting, of children.

There have been a couple children whose births were astounding to me. I guess I just assumed, given the politics or the situation, that abortion was going to be the ticket. Nope. It's the rearing of some of these kids I've watched from infant to first bike to grade school that fuels my arguments re: the monies necessary to rear good, healthy kids. If beatnik artists on bicycles and blue-collar working class sorts can manage, I fail to see how folks in the Burbs MUST have two jobs. All a matter of priorities, I guess.