So, you have a nice home on a nice lot in a nice town in a great state. You have filled your home with family treasures, great appliances and electronics, a wonderful spouse and three great kids. It's your utopia, and life is good.
The last thing you want to have happen is for someone to mess it all up. But, one day, you happen to be looking out your front window when you see a carload of strangers pull up in front of your house. You were not expecting any company and you don't know who they are. You hot foot it out the front door to see what's going on.
"Nice property," one of them remarks. "I don't particularly like where you have that tree growing, but it'll do."
"How many bedrooms?" another asks.
Feeling a slight rise in anger, you respond: "It's not for sale."
"Oh, we're not looking to buy it," the first one says. "We're just going to occupy it." He ducks past you and barges through your front door. "Wow! What shitty carpet! You're going to have to replace that!"
"What's for lunch?" one asks, already standing in front of your open refrigerator.
"Get out of my house and off of my property!" you roar, in total outrage.
Suddenly, your Democrat next door neighbor shows up in the middle of the fracas and tells you that you can't order these guys out of your house. "You're rich, they're poor and you have an obligation to take them in, feed them, house them, clothe them and educate them... and you'd damned well better comply or you're going to regret it!"
Well... that is why President Trump is going to send troops to the southern border. Don't blame him... blame the Democrat and the guys in the car.
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