I have seen the light my friends. I have experienced a mythical adventure. I have been to Sam Walton’s promised land. I have been to the white Wal-mart. Yes, no longer will I have to subject myself to shit-town’s version of Wal-mart. Never again will I have to endure mariachi music and announcements en Espanol. Never again will I have to witness all the signs in English and Spanish, and never again will I have to state the phrase “perdoneme” as I attempt to maneuver my cart around a group of twelve as they put their quality family time plan into action.

Never will I have to witness their children taking the toys out of the boxes and playing with them while their parents are off in another part of the store stealing underwear. Sure it’s a bit out of my way and it’s the only errand I can run in the area; but not once was I eyed up and down by a scuzzy illegal male while he stood in line behind me speaking to his amigo, and me picking up enough words to know they were speaking of me. No longer will I have to turn around and state “culero” or “cerdo” to that man. Think I’m harsh? Walk in my shoes sweetheart. There’s a reason my husband does not allow me on our job sites. There’s a reason I stay away from the north side of shit-town. Are they all bad? No, of course not. But theirs is a different culture and they refuse to assimilate. Reminds me of a little presidential statement . . .

“In the first place we should insist that if the immigrant who comes here in good faith becomes an American and assimilates himself to us, he shall be treated on an exact equality with everyone else, for it is an outrage to discriminate against any such man because of creed, or birthplace, or origin. But this is predicated upon the man’s becoming in very fact an American, and nothing but an American…

There can be no divided allegiance here. Any man who says he is an American, but something else also, isn’t an American at all. We have room for but one flag, the American flag, and this excludes the red flag, which symbolizes all wars against liberty and civilization, just as much as it excludes any foreign flag of a nation to which we are hostile…We have room for but one language here, and that is the English language…and we have room for but one sole loyalty and that is a loyalty to the American people.”

Theodore Roosevelt 1907

Lookie here.

Sure it doesn’t help that my middle boy comes home ranting almost daily about the “gansta” mentality of the hispanic at his school; well, and the Che Guevara t-shirts don’t do much to develop a healthy level of tolerance either. I do believe I’ve reached the end of this path. For years I have defended these people. I’ve defended their right to earn a living, be it legally or illegally. I have been one to think that amnesty was a good idea. I mean, they’re already here, already working; why not just document them so we know who’s here? No more. Deport them. Deport them all. I haven’t even touched on my sister who works for a pediatric dentist who accepts Medicare and how they have had to let staff go because there is not enough money coming in to support the practice. Or the individuals I know who have suffered financial hardships because of an illegal, uninsured motorist. Ugh. Perhaps I should back away right now before I really start ranting.

Interesting how this epiphany came to me via the evil Wal-mart. Sell on Sam, sell on.