This July 4th, as we reflect on who we are and who we want to be as Americans, I decided to share the story of my father’s immigrant family. There’s not much to tell. And that’s the point, really.
On July 4th, we celebrate the document drafted by immigrants to these shores and their children which enumerated their reasons for breaking the law and rebelling against their country. As we do so, immigration stances and policies put forth the by the White House stand under scrutiny. We should be taking a hard look at them. We should be trying to get some perspective.
So much I want to blog about the current immigration policy horrors by my government. But my current life schedule is not permitting it at the moment. So frustrating.
Well, at least I can try to give us all some words of encouragement.
Here I go adding my voice to the wave of commentary on the controversial words President Donald J. Trump allegedly uttered on immigration.
Let me surprise you and cut to the chase immediately. Profanity or no profanity. The words were racist.
I don’t say that lightly. I don’t say that to accuse everyone who supports Trump of racism. If you’ve read anything I’ve written before, you know I also don’t say that without first giving this a thorough examination.