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People are people so why should it be that you and I should get along so awfully?


It's a fair question, I suppose.
I don't know any illegal immigrants personally. Which is probably what makes it easier for me to think that they are causing all these problems with my "way of life."

But are they?

What are the major problems in my life right now (and are they really that major...really?)?
  • High gas prices (because I drive 12 miles round trip to work every day...and I hate spending $30, every 2 weeks to fill up).
  • A backyard that needs serious landscaping (attributed to my own laziness last fall).
  • Not being where I want to be in my filmmaking career (attributed to just slacking).
  • Owing money to the gubbment (I love tax season).
  • Bills.
So...as far as I can tell, none of these problems can be attributed to illegal immigration. So how do I really feel about it and why?

F*** if I know.

To be honest, I really don't have much of an opinion on it. There is no direct impact from this situation in my life that I can see right now.

But...apparently it's a big enough problem to protest. People want to build a wall to keep the 'illegals' out (or is it to keep us in?)

I know, I know what I posted the other day about it. You don't have to remind me...I wrote it. But I honestly don't think I care at the moment about it.

I have the same feelings about the issue of illegal immigration that I do about most politics. Which is a decided feeling of "I don't really care." When an illegal immigrant comes to my front door and wants to move in my house and take food off of my table and the government lets him without giving me a say in it, then I suppose I'll care.

But here's the thing....that's not happening. And I don't see it happening anytime soon.

And Bush is not Hitler. He's just a stupid man in an unfortunate position of power (or at the very least a smart man doing stupid things in plain sight of the world).

Have I gone soft? No. I just don't really care. I mean, I thought I did. And then I read some posts by people who actually had a vested interest in this and I got to thinking that my ranting was just a bit of bullshite. When push comes to shove, though, it doesn't really bother me.

My biggest daily worry right now is whether or not I'm going to have enough flex points to eat the fudgesicle during this week's episode of House.

So on that note, I know it's past lent and all, but I think I'll give up politics for lent next year (And just get a head start on it now).

peace out.

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