Cajones the Size of Bell Clappers

Look at the state of U.S. immigration policy, in all its farcical splendor: we have a tax amnesty for illegal "workers" on the schedule. I'm sure our illustrious presidente would correct me and assure everyone that it's not an amnesty, but a universal reprieve. That just ain't the same thing, folks. Wink wink. Nudge nudge. Say no more. We have a failed state to the south that Bush claims as our dearest kin, even as it founders under drug-cartel torpedoes and sends its extended family trolling in our waters for a handout. We have illegal familial values advocates murdering, driving without licenses, driving while intoxicated, robbing, raping, and generally indulging in mayhem. And all the while folks like Nat Cherkoff beam upon the little brown children of their desires and tell us that, doggone it, if they could just make it across the border without drowning or getting shot by those maniacal Minutemen, they'd screech the national anthem and wave Old Glory, just like Uncle Pedro did at Yorktown. Sure, they may not render its refrains in English, but who cares?; a few more years and that obsolete language will go the way of Sanskrit, anyway.While we're on the topic, I nominate that we change the anthem from "The Star-Spangled Banner," to Lo que será, será, sung by Doris Day.

Would anyone be surprised at the discovery that el jefe Bush has the words "Proud Citizen of Aztlan" tatooed on his globalist glutes? A president who consciously refuses to enforce sound laws designed for the protection of American citizens is, at best, in dereliction of his constitutionally delegated obligations. The Constitution guarantees the states a republican form of government and security from invasion. Such claims remain meaningless outside a closed border and a rational immigration policy geared toward protecting American citizens and sovereignty, not facilitating migratory ingress and "free trade."

Nor does this catastrophe fall under the "consent of the governed" rubric. The majority of Americans stand firm in opposition to amnesty for illegal aliens. But our overlords look to their master--the Allmighty Dollar--and stand blind to everything outside its glow.