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Name: Crimson N.
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Interests: fencing (soon, baby), Tango (ditto), fried green tomatoes, Theatre, my Oprah show, Young Dems! OPD... and O so much more..
Expertise: learnin' 6th, 7th, 8th, 9th graders good english...saving the world from the Shennandoah Park Police, etc.
Occupation: Retired
Industry: Textiles


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Member Since: 12/30/2002

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Saturday, May 06, 2006

In response to the April 9th entry on http://www.xanga.com/yaninusi

No Yan, you are not a conservative, but you are crazy :)

It is true that the United States has a much more inclusive immigration policy than its neighbor Mexico.  The United States also has a more vibrant economy, more success in protecting its territories from foreign enemies, more jobs for all the people who live here, a higher standard of living, a free market, a public school system that provides people like you and I a free education, and good clean water you can drink straight out of the tap.  Simply because Mexico may not like its immigrants, doesn’t mean the United States should begin to follow in Mexico’s lead.

I like our water clean, our economy strong, and our culture vibrant--for this reason, America should be more like America and welcome the enterprising folk who swim across rivers and hike across deserts to come here and build new lives for themselves and their sons and daughters.  And hell yeah, once in a while these folks want to raise up a flag of the old country, listen to some good music, and cook up some food from home—fine by me.   My best friend in the second grade had (and still has) a grand old Irish flag flying in her front yard, but she and her firefighter dad sure as hell know what it means to work hard, live a good life, and be an American.  When it comes down to it, these immigrants are willing to do the things that many young Americans are not.  They are willing to spend seven days a week cleaning schools and offices.  They are willing to load hundred pound beams on to construction cranes.  They are willing to clean the machinery in poultry slaughterhouses.  At the end of the day, they stand up with a hand over their heart and with words in their mouths when they hear the American pledge of allegiance—which is more than what some American teenagers are willing to do for their country today.  

Every two months or so, the Washington Post prints a full page, multi-color tribute to our fallen soldiers in Iraq.  If you have any doubt as to the allegiance of any one group of immigrants, read the names of the fallen.  Next to the Johnson and Phillips are Gutierrez, Silva, Tejada, Gonzalez, Rodriguez, and Acevedo.  Every single one of these young men and women has given to this country something that you and I have not.  You and I and Johnson and Phillips and Gutierrez and Silva and Tejada and Gonzalez and Rodriguez and Acevedo do however, have something in common—and that something is the common heritage of all Americans—we really all are a country of immigrants.  You who call yourself an American—you are either an immigrant or you are the descendant of an immigrant. 

The United States is a sovereign nation, and as such, has the power to choose for itself whether or not it will welcome immigrants to stay.  The tricky part is learning to choose wisely.  I caution those who see the exclusionary immigration policies of Europe against drawing the logically faulty conclusion:  if they do it, then we should too.  We can thank Britain for John Locke—and maybe France for Montesquieu, but since 1776, this country of immigrants and revolutionaries has rarely looked across the Atlantic for policy advice from the Old World—and we have done quite well: creating out of a hodgepodge land and people a united nation that is not only rich in culture but is now the single most influential country in the world.   I could sit here and talk on about what’s great about America, but it is not enough to pat ourselves on the back and wall up our borders. 

So long as America is great, people will want to come.  So long as America is great, we also have a great responsibility.  We have to take a hard look at our society—at all that we need more of—and we need to ask, where can we get this?  If that answer leads us to the men and women who come up from the Rio Grande Valley, then we ought to welcome them, and admit to ourselves that we need more Americans who are willing to take the hardest work—that we need more Americans who are willing to believe in the values of country and family.  We should stop treating immigration as if it were a nuisance—it is an opportunity, and not just for the immigrants. 


Thursday, January 05, 2006

I am going to start a mafia.  My associates and I will go rackateer people for money.  Then I will be able to pay for school and eat too. 


Sunday, January 01, 2006

 I should really be on top of that damn research commission right now, but on this last New Year's Day I'm going to spend as a non-adult--I just can't bring myself to write about the costume fabrics used in Balinese human-puppetry dramas.  Instead, I find myself poking aroud my fridge trying to figure out what one should eat on the day after  a truly gianormous meal and pondering what it means to be hungry, really hungry. 

I am lucky, you know, to have this nice white refrigerator that has a light and keeps our leftover chicken and our milk and our cheese very nice and cool for days on end.  I can feed myself whenever I want, and that is a sort of privilege. There I was at my breakfast table, half-way through a Post article about the glue-boys of Khartoum and I had to put down my half-shredded chicken thigh so I could turn to A14 and finish reading my morning paper.  In the process of fumbling around with that now grease-stained paper, I realized I don’t really know what it means to be hungry.  

I have a refrigerator full of nutritious food choices, and for that alone, I am rich. 

I have absolutely no desire to join the ranks of those tree-hugging hemp-wearing plant-consuming bleeding-heart humanitarians. To be honest, I don’t really even enjoy their company.  And though there are one or two people of this persuasion for whom I have the utmost admiration and respect, I mostly feel a burn in my stomach and a pain in the back of my head when I see the Correct Doers in my life enlighten others on how they too should speak Correctly, think Correctly, and above all act Correctly. 

But when I opened up the fridge to put the chicken back into its neat little corner next to our Chinese eggplant and our orange juice carton, I couldn't really get his face out of my head--that kid in Khartoum.


Monday, December 19, 2005

So according to Mr.Thomas, putting on a show is like going to war.  It is quite deadly while you're at it.  But when it's all over, you kinda miss it. 


Sunday, December 18, 2005

World Domination
You scored 13% Paranoia, 11% Chaotic, 56% Dominance, and 18% Anti-Prismatic!
You joined the Illuminati.

Be it through economic or militaristic might, out in the open or hidden in the shadows, your cult's goal is to conquer the world forcing it to dance on the strings you wish to pull.

The only challenge remaining is for you to climb the ladder in the cult itself.

One day you will rule utterly. You evil bastard.



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You scored higher than 46% on Anti-Prismatic

 

Oh my

Link: The Which Cult is for You? Test written by keepyourfork on Ok Cupid, home of the 32-Type Dating Test



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