The Boston Globe wrote:Muzaffar Chishti of the Migration Policy Institute, a think tank based in Washington, said three pieces must be in place to solve the problem: Illegal workers should be here legally to reduce their incentive to get false documents, the government should carry out effective enforcement, and businesses should have access to the workers they need, more in expansive times, and fewer during a recession.
Otherwise, he said, the fake document industry will continue to thrive and sabotage the system.
"That's the real challenge here," said Chishti, who runs the institute's office at the New York University School of Law. "Unless you get all three things working tofether, we wont have anywhere close to a good, functioning system."
That's the end of an article about New England firms facing steep fines for hiring illegal workers.
It's such a shitty situation. I feel for the guy who lives in some third world drug-lord run piece of shit city and risks his life to make a better life for his family, sneaks over here and works for five years until he can afford to move his family to a better part of Brazil, or wherever. But if the US is the nicest house in the American neighborhood, the truth is we just don't have enough couches to be letting all our neighbors come in and surf. We're hurting for jobs. I know that at least 90% of my heritage is immigration Statin-Island and Mayflower style, I know we stole this house from the people who lived here before and now some people think we're assholes for trying to lock the doors against the rest of the Refugees in the world, but you and I aren't the people who stole this land or got on the boat a hundred years ago. We're not the ones who shot the natives, enslaved them and made them walk the Trail of Tears in smallpox ridden blankets until they died off. You and I were born here, raised here, and learned to love and hate, here. We're the natives now, and there just isn't enough fucking couches in this house.
Some of you are more cold blooded than I am, and could really give a fuck about the plight of people in other countries. I'm jealous of that sometimes, because the rational side of my brain is constantly at arms with the humanitarian, or what my friend Joe would call "the Communist Hippy Bullshit" side of my brain. Lately I agree fully with the rational side, which says we need to clear out the guests for a while and get our own house cleaned up, or it's gonna burn to the fucking ground.
But it's not that easy it it? We can't just load every illegal man, woman, and child up into the paddywagons and fly them all home, can we? No really, I mean, couldn't we? If we really decided to, I think we could round up most of them. But the politics prevent that. The problem is, not every illegal is just some nice guy trying to help his family. Many are drug dealers, and drugs make our government a TON of moola. From cops to courts and the overall unstoppable economy of hand-to-hand deals, drugs are possibly the most successful form of capitalism in the United States today. it's not going to end any time soon. We love our drugs, and dealers love our money. Are any of us ready to give up our pot and cocaine and barbiturates and all the tasty pills made here and elsewhere? Hell no. I'm not giving up that pain medication for shit. If I've got some kind of mutating cancer in my knees, I want your drugs. I want your pot, your vicodin, your E, and some Mescaline if you got it.
But, I want our jobs too. I might be a punk at heart and hate authority and most government systems, probably more for the corruption and stifling of independent freedom that comes with it, and abuse of it, than for the concepts themselves, but I've grown up just enough to realize that we need our capitalist system to work, if we're to get anything fixed. We need our jobs back here in U.S. factories, and we need all the couch surfers to go home for a while. Maybe when we're thriving again we can do another Statin Island and have another melting pot, but right now we need to keep our money here.
The other problem is, a lot of people in this country wont take the jobs that many aliens take. Three fucking people showed up for the 'Open Employment' day in Arizona. Three people, when there's twenty million out of work. I see too many scheming people in my own town who would rather collect unemployment than scrub toilets. That's a problem. We're heading for real Idiocracy if we keep rewarding selfishness at this level. I don't want bigger government by any means, but a re-arranging of jobs on The Hill could lead to much needed oversight on those collecting, and figure out who's getting the money because they're a lazy white trash fatass single mom who just doesn't give a shit, and which ones are productive work-ready white-trash fatass single moms who are really just having a hard time finding work. "Ooh, I've been collecting Unemployment for the past 99 weeks. I need Congress to extend my benefits. I need the banks to..." Shut the fuck up! Get off your lazy ass!
I'm not gonna say I have the solution, but I want to do something. So, I've decided to keep track of everything I buy over the next thirty days, and see how many of those items can be found here in-country. I can't play Super Immigration Guy, but at least I can make an effort to keep my money in the local economy.
Wether this guy's three-tier system would and could work, I'm not sure. Right now, it seems about as much of a pipe dream as my idea.