The Rule of Law Revisited–Again!

“The Rule of Law” and “The Rule of Law Revisited” express my concerns around people entering and living in America illegally.  The current uproar over Immigration and Customs officers escorting some of these folks back to the border compels me visit the issue–again.

My position has nothing to do with Donald Trump’s politics, policies, ethics, and morals which, I’ve said before, I loathe across the board.  It has everything to do with “The Rule of Law.”  As I see it, without secure borders and enforced laws America can not preserve, protect, and defend the Constitution of the United States and its citizens.

It comes down to a simple principle: Who is a citizen of the United States of America?  The Fourteenth Amendment to the Constitution is clear:

All persons born or naturalized in the Unites States, and subject to the jurisdiction thereof, are citizens of the United States and the State in which they reside.

If you were not born in America or naturalized, as many including our parents, grandparents or great-grandparents were, you are not a citizen, and not entitled to the rights, privileges and responsibilities attached thereto

Those who oppose sending illegal immigrants back home express concerned over the anxiety and fear experienced by folks who could be caught and deported.  Pardon me, so do shoplifters, embezzlers and bank robbers.  When you break the law you are a criminal, subject to prescribe penalties.

With perhaps a billion people worldwide yeaning to live in America, is it fair to coddle a those who swam the river or crawled under the fence?  In fairness we should open the door to everyone. “Come in.  Welcome.  Line 1 is for food, 2 housing, 3 clothing, 4A Emergency Medical, 4B Routine Medical, 5 Complaints.  How can we help?”

A related matter, I find it curious that people seeking asylum and did not entered country illegally should be provided decent accommodations and necessities until their plea is heard, while native-born Americans, many who fought for their country, sleep on sidewalks, under tarps, in tents and dumpster dive for a half-eaten sandwich or worn-out jacket, with no hope for a toothbrush, soap or shower.  Something’s wrong with this picture!

I hate seeming on the wrong side of the fence here; so I repeat, would someone out there explain what I’m missing here.  PLEASE!

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The Rule of Law
(From May 3, 2018)

Having expressed my disdain for President Trump’s wall, I should confess that despite being a longtime, hardcore Liberal I’m troubled and confused that millions of folks enter America illegally and remain here openly and notoriously–often for decades!  Some even thumb their nose at American, “Yada!  Yada!  Yada!  Can’t catch meee!”  On TV one actually flipped us the middle finger.

My position is simple: The Rule of Law.  Do the crime, do the time.  Fish without a license, don’t feed the parking meter, exceed the speed limit, you pay a fine.  If I break into your home and steal your laptop to sell to feed my kids and get arrested the judge says, “Go to jail.”  For armed robbery or murder it’s is prison or worse.  But sneak into American?  It’s just go home.  No hard feelings.  Just go back to your home.

What’s this with “Sanctuary” nonsense?  Cities and sates where do-gooders frustrate Immigration Control and Enforcement (ICE) agents, making our law officers, American citizens, not the lawbreakers the bad guys?  Is this crazy or what?

Kids illegally brought to America by parents (DACA) are victims.  Let ’em stay.  It pains me to say, but being fair to adults without children who crawled under the fence, their parents should be sent home.

Hundreds of millions, the “troubled masses yeaning to be free,” would love to be Americans but respect our borders and laws, and play by the rules.  They jump through the hoops: They fill out papers, wait–sometimes years–study our Constitution, laws, and history, are interviewed, pass a test, and pledge allegiance to the Flag of the United States of America.  As we coddle a handful of criminals, what do you say to these folks?

A word to non-Mexicans who refuse to do it right: Scrape up airfare to Juarez or Nogales, crawl under the fence, lay low.  As things are, you may well enjoy the rights and privileges of real Americans the rest of your life.

If you don’t have borders and laws, laws you enforce, you don’t have a country.

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After I wrote this Raelene and Karen had their front yards landscaped.  For the better part of a week, three or four Hispanics never stopped chopping, digging, cutting, hauling, carrying and planting.

While a majority of Americans bust our butts “earning a living,” my sense is, wither gainfully employed, on the dole, or sleeping under a tarp, very few Americas are willing to pick the oranges, pluck the chickens, gather the eggs, slaughter the hogs, dig the trenches, scrub the toilets, wash the windows, make the beds, flip the burgers, wash the dishes, cut the lawns, trim the shrubs, do the “back-breaking” tedious work crucial to our lifestyle.  Not to sell American workers in any way short, but without dirt-cheap and slave labor, within and without our borders, this country, corporate and consumer alike, would go belly-up like a carp in a dry streambed.

I hate seeming on the wrong side of the fence here.  I’ve asked before, someone out there please enlighten me!  What I’m missing here?  Seriously, someone please explain!

President Donald Trump’s Fabricatons and Lies Revisited

In April, after cherry-picking a few of “President Donald Trump’s Fabrications and Lies” I pointed out that a Google search on the subject brings up over seventy hits!  April 29 the Washington Post’s Fact Checker reported that since taking office the number of President Donald Trump’s fabrications and misleading claims had reached 10,000!

The latest—as of last evening—compels me to revisit the subject.  Concluding his recent Korean taxpayer-funded, campaign photo-op Trump claimed that the Obama Administration’s “begging for a meeting” with North Korean dictator Kim Jong-un was rebuffed.  President Obama’s Special Representative for North Korea, Glyn Davies’s, 2013 testimony before the Senate Committee On Foreign Relations makes clear overtures toward North Korea were never even considered.  The Trumped-up allegation is a bald-faced lie!

What makes me crazy is, apart from enumerating Trump’s lies, no one, not Nancy’s Team, no Democrat, not the media, ever challenges him up close and personal, face-to-face, about his unconscionable, relentless assaults on truth!  Would someone please look the man in the eye and say, “Mr. President these repeated, outlandish claims have no basis in fact!  They are lies!”  If he know this—a Roy Cohn (Google him) protégé should—Trump’s lies are calculated and deliberate.  If he doesn’t, if our President believes his irrational horse-crap, a mad man is loose in the Oval Office!

I’m okay disagreeing across the board with President Trump’s politics.  What fascinates and alarms me is his seeming absolute inability to understand or appreciate basic ethics and morals, the foundations of civilized life and discourse.

Deeply Troubling

Because he was captured John McCain, and by extension in all POWs, is not a “hero.”

Boasts of grabbing women’s “pussy.”

Praises an accused wife-beater, but fails to comment on the victim’s black eye.

Refers to  Haiti and Africa “s*** h***” contries.

Mocks a handicapped New York Times reporter, Indian P.M. Modi, Marco Rubio, Jeb Bush, the Me Too Movement, and Christine Blasey Ford.

Refuses to say a word against Neo-Nazis but calls an American exercising his Constitutional rights to Free Speech and Peaceable protest a “son-of-a-bitch.”

Refuses to tell his pal Vlad to, “Knock off meddled in our elections!”

And on and on  .  .  .

The man is deeply troubling!

Consumer Protecton

Drawing on over five decades combined mental health practice and research psychiatrists Nanette Gartrell and Dee Mosbacher, “call on Congress to act now within (provisions of The 25th Amendment) to create an independent impartial panel of  investigators to evaluate Mr. Trump’s fitness to fulfill the duties of the presidency.  We urge congress to pass legislation to ensure that future presidential and vice-presidential candidates are evaluate by this professional panel before the general election, and that the sitting president and vice president be assessed on an annual basis.” (The Dangerous Case of Donald Trump, p. 348)

While this call may seem ballsy, naieve and politically absurd, pleased consider:
Within the United States Government:

The Bureau of Consumer Protection, “stops unfair, deceptive and fraudulent business practices by collecting complaints and conducting investigation, suing companies and people that break the law, developing rules to maintain a fair market place, and educating consumers and businesses about their right and responsibilities.”

The U. S. Food and Drug Administration, “is responsible for protecting the public health by assuring the safety, efficacy and security of human and veterinary drugs, biological products, medical devices, our nations food supply, cosmetic and products that emit radiation.”

The Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, “works 24/7 to protect America from health safety and security threats  .  .  .  fights disease and support communities and citizens to do the same.”

The U. S. Consumer Product Safety Commission, “seeks to promote the safety of consumer products by addressing “reasonable risk” of injury though [sic] coordinating recalls, evaluating products that are the subject of consumer complaints or industry reports, etc. ”

The National Highway Safety Administration, “(supports) the development of automobile vehicle safety technologies because of their potential to save lives”

The Federal Aviation Administration, “(works to) provide the safest, most efficient aerospace system in the world.”

In the private sectior:

Consumer Reports, “is an independent nonprofit organization that works side by side with consumers to create fairer, safer, and healthier world testing and evaluating  services and product from charities  to baby mattresses and portable generators.”

The Insurance Institute for Highway Safety, “(works to reduce) the losses–deaths, injuries and property damage–from motor vehicle crashes, crashing brand new, $40,000 SUVs into a concrete barrier.”

While Mothers Against Drunk Driving, “(works) to end drunk driving, help fight drugged driving, support the victims of these violent crimes and prevent underage drinking.”

Closer to home, consider buying a car.  After minimal research, I shake hands with “Fairly Honest John,” a dealer in “Pre-Owned Vehicles.”  Despite being a decent enough fellow, friend John is, in the end, a used car salesman.  Between a wife, six, nine, and thirteen-year-old to equip and feed and a $1295 mortgage payment due,  Fairly Honest John is compelled to sell this “Low Mileage Beauty” under the balloons and banners today(!) never divulging that the transmission whines above fifty-miles-an-hour and the brakes are shot.  Now a wise buyer–as I’ve proven time and again not to be–would ask brother-in-law, Jake-the-mechanic, to tag along, fiddle under the hood, take ‘er for a spin, and hopefully smile–or frown.

Leaders generally gain power by one of three means.  Emperors and kings ascend to the throne by the luck of heredity.  Alexander the Great, Genghis Kahn, Vladimir Lenin, Adolf Hitler, and Mao Zedong amassed minions and money to wrest control over the lives of millions with minimal or no consent of the governed.  In a Representative Democracy, leaders are elected by a, not necessarily “popular,” vote.  That’s where the selling come in.

Like his cousin Fairly Honest John, candidate Rarely Honest Don and his acolytes are salesmen.  It’s about getting the guy elected.  It’s about balloons, banners, speeches, and slogans.  Above all, getting elected is about burying the facts that candidate Don is a misogynist, spouse abuser, and embezzler with motives and vales wholly at odds with his constituents’ needs, wishes and expectations.

As wise buyers, it’s time to gave as much thought to hiring The President of the United States of America as to buying an ’09 Hyundai.  Is Rarely Honest Don the “OLD RELIABLE” underneath the banners or a nineteen-thirties VW whose steering could come unhinged in a sharp curve at the brink of a cliff?  That’s where Jake and Jane, mechanics of human thought and behavior, come in.

Over the past century and a half science has discovered more about the mechanics of human thought, emotion and behavior than in all of history before.  Over the past few decades electromagnetic imaging has exposed the human brain as previously unimagined.  Like a wise car buyer, why on earth would we not ask the experts to check on political candidates’ and office holders’ mental status?  Common sense dictates that when it comes to electing of our leaders, ask mechanics of human behavior, Jake and  Jane, to pop the hood, kick the tires and smile–or scowl.

In The United States of America a majority of adults may own a gun, breed offspring, and vote.  The vast majority of us exercised these privileges with little or no appreciation for the duties and responsibilities attached thereto.  With agencies and organizations investigating, testing and advising us on products from lipstick to locomotives, arguably the most powerful person on earth takes office on the basis of balloons, banners, and slogans–if not balled-faced lies.  Some Jerk with a gang and big money can become President of the United States of America with the interests and lives of not only Americans but life on planet Earth at the whim of an irrational Nuclear trigger finger.

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Arguing politics is like teaching a pig to sing.  It’s a waste of time and it annoys the pig.  Still, considering the current state of the Oval Office I feel compelled to speak.  Please consider sharing this and read The Dangerous Case of Donald Trump.

Selected Shorts

Everyone you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about.  Be kind always.
Anon. (Please let me know if you know who?)

The older I get, the more I understand it’s okay to live a life others don’t understand.
Jenna Woginrich

Someone wiser than I observed eyes see, ears hear, minds think.  Thoughts are like our shadow.  In the light we’re stuck with a shadow.  Awake it’s thoughts, sometimes both.

It took President Obama much of one term to clean up Cheerleader George’s—in fact Cheney’s–disaster.  How long will it take Liz, Joe, or Bernie after this guy?

Old Age

Like infancy, childhood, adolescence, adulthood, and middle age, I couldn’t appreciate how Old Age would feel ‘til now.  Still, despite the feeble body and befuddled mind I hope to hang around a couple more decades.

Understandably, and perhaps just as well for the rest of us, folks in wheel chairs, nursing homes, hospitals and hospice seem evolved into another species.  I don’t want to die, but I don’t want that either!  Secretly knowing if a heart attack, cancer, drunk driver, or some fool with an Assault Rifle doesn’t take me out, if I don’t kick the bucket first, that’s the best can hope for, I “whistle past the graveyard.”

Dr. Murray Banks points out that seeing aged bodies, slouched, asleep, a school principle who doesn’t know his son, a brain surgeon drooling onto a bib–Life’s survivors, the lucky ones!–some might may say, “I don’t want live past ninety.”  They’ll say that until they’re eighty-nine.  I don’t want to die, not today, not now, not ever!  But grow old, silly, sick, senile?

Experiencing a eighty-two-year-old carcass, I’m convinced anyone past the allotted three score and ten hurts.  When an old woman or man appears slow and stiff she or he is not faking.  It’s said some oldsters are, “Sharp as a tack.”  No one past seventy is mentally as quick as they were thirty, twenty, ten, even five years ago.  We who appear “sharp as ever” fake it.  Trust me.

It’s Biology 101: Like car engines, gears, transmissions and tires, human muscles, organs, joints, and skin wear out.  Worn-out cars are recycled or go to the junk yard.  Physical bodies end up in the crematory or marble orchard.  For me, acknowledging, if not really feeling comfortable with the facts of Old Age, provides as much consolation as anyone can ask for.