The New Colossus
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
"Keep ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she
With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"
by Emma Lazarus
I don't think I ever read the full poem before, but after reading Paul Krugman's latest, I thought I should.
Three weeks ago ~300K marched in the streets of Chicago in protest of HR 4437: Border Protection, Antiterrorism, and Illegal Immigration Control Act of 2005.
This passed Saturday, the 25th, ~500K marched in the streets of Los Angeles in protest of HR 4437: Border Protection, Antiterrorism, and Illegal Immigration Control Act of 2005.
On Monday April 10th, there will be a similar march here in Philadelphia, San Antonio, Chicago, Denver, Las Cruces, LA, Milwaukee, NYC, Tuscon and Washington for a National Day of Action on Immigrant Rights. The Philadelphia rally will be at LOVE Park from Noon to 2p [I hope it will last longer than that].
The borders are porous, but the answer is not erecting a 700 mile long wall in haste.
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