As he was wheeling the first one back out to my car, Osma and I were talking, and suddenly I got the rant. Those of you who know immigrants from other parts of the world know this rant for sure. I got a version of it last week from a client who is a Lebanese Christian. A guy I know from Communist China has a version that’s almost word for word with the one given by friends from Eastern Europe. Osma’s went something like this:
“I came here from San Pedro Sula, the most dangerous city in the world. I had to get away, to make a future for my children. Down there 20, 30 people a day get murdered. Every day! Drugs, crime, everybody’s corrupt, there’s no opportunity. I came here. I worked hard. I started my tire shop. I work 12 hours a day, 7 days a week. These people here, they don’t know shit. They think they’re poor, they’ve got cars and TVs, they don’t know poor. Nobody wants to work. They get food stamps, housing, money. And sit on their asses and complain about not getting more. Fuck them. AND NOW IT’S GETTING MORE AND MORE LIKE WHAT I LEFT. Where can I go then? I came to raise my family and give them a future. Where do I go if this turns to shit?”
With the Lebanese, the focus was harmony between differing groups. With those who have lived Communism it’s government control. Hispanics tend to home in on opportunity, but all of the rants have one thing in common, and it’s the part I’ve bolded above, and it’s a damn good question. There are no more new frontiers, we have got to make it here. If this shining city on the hill goes dark, what’s left?
I’ll leave you with one final thought, from one racist hater to another. America is an ideal, not a location, not a people and certainly not a race. Fill my America with 320 million Osmas, chattering away in Spanish, and I’ll be one happy gringo. Give me an America filled with 320 million blacks from Africa who eagerly chase the dream, and I’ll live a long and full life, a speck of salt in a sea of pepper.
Give me Chinese folks with their godawful music, Indians dancing rings around my lame left footed ass or pale Scandinavians eating the soap. Give me people who see the unbelievably precious gift that is rule of law, who understand that they are responsible for their outcomes and who know hard work is not only it’s own reward, but will reward them financially as well. In other words, give my racist, hating ass……Americans.
Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.