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I served in Vietnam to keep America free for... illegal aliens?

A lifetime ago the good people of Wilmington - God bless you all - set out the sterling silver and the good china to send us on the USCGC Mendota off to do battle for all that is good and right in the land of the free and the home of the brave.

We were sworn to support and defend the Constitution of the United States from all enemies, foreign and domestic. A few of us had even read Art. iv, § 4: "The United States shall guarantee to every state in this union a republican form of government, AND SHALL PROTECT EACH OF THEM AGAINST INVASION; and on application of the legislature, or of the executive (when the legislature cannot be convened) against domestic violence."

After however many months in the brown water of South Vietnam, it was just more of the same when we met the enemy in a different guise after we came home. We could endure that; at least the enemy here was just spitting at us, not shooting at us. Eventually, we more or less forgot about war - one of the darkest times of anyone's life.

But for men who lost what they didn't know that they had, it is a grievous thing to see the very ground of the land we love stolen from under our feet; to see our jobs farmed out to China, India, Pakistan, Indonesia, Egypt, and Vietnam; to see our peace and prosperity parceled out to foreign not-so-immigrants who had no right to them; to hear Human Resources say those famous last words, "How well do you speak Spanish?"

The unkindest cut of all was to see a hard-working young man, who bought a nice enough house for his young wife and two daughters, and who subsequently lost his job and had to leave home so Uncle could take care of his little family. When his wife couldn't make the house payments, rather than allow her girls to become homeless with her, she found a foreman of a Hispanic labor crew who could pay her bills, and he moved in to be the man of the house, the head of the wife, and the MacDaddy of her two daughters. I have no idea what happened to her two daughters' father; I can't bear to find out. (Camden, S.C., 2007: a true account to the best of my knowledge.)

Please vote to end illegal immigration and the attendant evils that come with this crime against U.S. citizens. The hidden costs are too high a price to pay for cheaper lettuce, well-tended shrubbery, and houses built with staples.

Brian Eargle
USCGC Mendota, WHEC-69
unemployed for 7 years of the Y2K millennium


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