Showing posts with label immigration. Show all posts
Showing posts with label immigration. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 28, 2013

A Food Homosexual Moment in Modern America

So I was traveling all of last week once again, which is a big reason this blog isn't being updated as often as it should be. Anyway, as I was driving back down 95 South over the weekend I stopped off at the Delaware rest stop for gas.

I decided to grab a cup of coffee at some overpriced cafe in the rest area. I was waiting in line way too long because the culturally-enriching illegal alien/immigrant worker behind the counter was new and struggling to work the register. Actually, the hardest part for her didn't seem to be the register, it was figuring out how American money works. Doing the jobs Americans just won't do. God bless her.

And so as I'm waiting this not-obese black woman behind me asked the black woman behind the counter, "What kind of danish is that? The red one with the cheese all over it?" And the woman behind the counter told her it's a cherry danish with french vanilla cream. The thing was enormous and just soaked in sugary goo.

And the woman behind me went into an amazing riff, singingly exclaiming, "Oh my, oh my. My diabetes ain't gonna like that! Hee-hee-hee. I got diabetes."

The woman behind the counter was barely paying attention so she said even louder:

"Type-2 diabetes. Yep. Type-2. DIABETES. Oh yeah. Oh, well, I'll just take an extra pill. Give me the danish."

She really said all of this, like she was a woman watching her waistline wary of ordering dessert. Except she had a serious health problem which she knew - KNEW - would be negatively affected by her decision. Amazing.

The worker and I were both just staring at this young lady and, to her credit, the woman behind the counter seemed genuinely disgusted.

Of course a part of me was laughing inside because of the recent article in Crisis Magazine.

Then, having just witnessed all of this, I finally got to pay for my coffee and spontaneously ordered two large peanut butter cookies and one oatmeal raisin for the long drive back home.

The illegal alien/immigrant gave me the wrong change back to my benefit. Wasn't even close and there was no hope of explaining the mistake to her.

I ate the sugary cookies on the drive back home.

Changing old habits sure ain't easy.

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

What the Corporate/Welfare State Has in Mind For Us All

This article from across the pond is frightening and revealing...

Homes in Britain are becoming the smallest in Europe with new one-bed flats now typically no bigger than a Tube carriage.
Faced with rising land costs, developers are cramming a lounge, kitchen, bedroom and bathroom into as little as 495 square feet.
The result is ‘cramped, dark and artificially lit’ environments that put health and wellbeing at risk, the Royal Institute of Architects said.

With our corrupt politicians in the pockets of large, amoral corporations AND simultaneously seeking to expand the total influence of the federal goliath over us all, this is the future we have to look forward to.

There is a concerted effort to get citizens off the land and into the ever-growing megacities currently cropping up all over the U.S. I lived in Washington, D.C. for 25 years before moving away in October and one could see quite plainly how the city stretched out ever wider by the year, like a sponge absorbing more and more around it.

Today, the city of Washington is a vast swath of strip malls, townhouses and condos extending for miles without reprieve. One could drive from Warrenton, Va. north for about 12 miles, then east to the Beltway and north toward Frederick Md., a distance of roughly 78 miles in all. You could chart the continual growth of the Communist Bulgaria-era block housing over time. There would be gaps here and there, but you could see the blight pushing in to fill any remaining space with each passing year.

It is all very soulless, overcrowded and removed from the land. An artificial glow of streetlights and business lighting constantly smothers the beauty of night and the choking oppression of traffic and cookie-cutter concrete landscapes suffocate the natural light of day.

When the government provides everything they can stuff us into cages. There we will be far easier to control than if we were scattered amongst the countryside, like... oh, what's the word?.... like.... free people.

Coming soon to an America near you:

These mind-boggling images capture the scale of soaring apartment blocks in one of the world's most densely populated areas; Hong Kong.
As home to a population of more than seven million crammed into an area measuring just 424 square miles, space in Hong Kong is at a premium.
It means that, when it comes to providing accommodation for Hong Kong's huge population, the only way to go is up.

But fret not. Everybody gets his own box to call his own:

They are barely large enough for a single person to squeeze into at all, let alone swing a cat.
But incredibly these tiny 'coffin' apartments in central Tokyo still command rents of up to £400 a month.
The Japanese capital is one of the most crowded cities in the world, and to cash in on the chronic housing problem, landlords have developed what are known as 'geki-sema' or share houses.

If you want to avoid this definition of Hell, fight against the illegal invasion of our homeland, stop supporting the corporate behemoths who dream of one universal customer base and get back in touch with the outdoors and the rhythmic heartbeat of nature.

Years ago I came across this prophetic quote and it has stuck with me ever since. This man foresaw the horror of our modern "global village", a horror that is now threatening to engulf us all:

In a 1932 essay filed from Berlin, the critic Giovanni Battista Angioletti warned Italians of the dire fate that awaited them if they succumbed to the seductions of foreign models of modernity:
[Y]ou will be an element, an atom of the crowd... surrounded by four million men similar to yourself, who have your same thoughts... You will see the green fields and open sky only on Saturdays and Sundays. You will never know your neighbors, and for your whole life you will be a complete unknown in the city where you live.

Thursday, April 18, 2013

This Man is a Traitor to His People

The push to give open amnesty to illegal aliens has reached a new level of absurdity with this New York Times article about the plight of one poor American farmer:

A federal audit had found that 12 of his 14 workers were immigrants who had provided [Jeff] True with false work documents, the letter said. The immigration authorities ordered him to dismiss those workers.
Mr. True, whose family has been dairy farming for two centuries, scrambled around the clock with his relatives to milk their 1,100 cows, hire and train new workers and keep the farm in business.
Most of his workers are immigrants from Latin America, and he now dreads that he could receive another letter at any moment.
“My biggest fear is my labor is not going to be here tomorrow,” he said. “Most of us live in fear of that every day.” 

What a tearjerker! This American farmer is going to go under if he is not allowed to hire illegals to work his farm. Tragedy! Pathos! Whoa, wait a minute. 

1,100 cows! That's not a farm, that's a factory. So we're supposed to get all swollen-eyed over a CAFO (Concentrated Animal Feeding Operation) "farmer" who is hiring the cheapest labor he can find at depressed wages so he can cut even more corners on his operation? Imagine how he's treating the cows you all drink your milk from?

Let's take a look at how this factory man operates his "farm":

They milk in a double-10 parallel parlor and cows lie on sand-bedded free stalls with bedding added twice each week. Farm 2 has rubber belting in the entire feed alley and pushes up feed 12 times per day. Donna Walker, nominator from Dairylea Cooperative, says, "True Farms does an exceptional job balancing the production of high-quality milk. They thoughtfully create protocols and follow them for consistent results."

Rubber belting for the entire feed alley! Isn't that wonderful? Kind of demolishes the quaint notion of happy cows munching grass on a sunny day, huh? Farmers don't "create protocols," they raise animals for food and milk. If you want to read more about what people like Mr. True and the folks at the Dairylea Cooperative, Inc. are doing to the quality of life in their Upstate New York communities, check this out:

Karen Strecker is bracing. She's about to turn on the faucet, and there's a chance liquid manure is going to stream from the spout. "I've been taking a bath and actually had cow shit pour into the tub,'' Strecker says, matter-of-factly. She uses well water. "It's nasty." Yet the threat of a sewage bath pales in comparison to a more dangerous problem: Breathing poisonous fumes. After years living next to Willet Dairy, the largest industrial farm in the state, Strecker and her neighbors in Genoa are reporting the kinds of health problems eco-watchdogs lose sleep over, from blistering eyelids to brain damage. Manure is known to release gases that, in high concentrations, are linked to those scary symptoms.

But, then again, did you really expect this man to be practicing rotational grazing for his 1,100 assets, er, living animals, moving them from one parcel of pasture to another to ensure maximum nutritional health?

This is the flip side to the "jobs ordinary Americans won't do" argument: This kind of "farm labor" is demeaning and quite dangerous to the workers involved. Demeaning for obvious reasons (lagoons of manure) and dangerous because cows are meant to graze on pasture, not "feed alleys." This kind of operation guarantees sickness:

Working conditions at confined animal feeding operations (CAFOs) are unhealthy, dangerous and extreme. Because the animals are often housed directly above the giant pits that store their manure, harmful gases such as hydrogen sulfide, ammonia, carbon dioxide, and methane that are produced by the decomposing manure can contaminate the air that the animals and farm laborers breathe. In addition to these gases, dust and other irritants known as endotoxins—which come from the cell walls of the bacteria in the manure—are often found in very high concentrations on CAFOs. These substances can be hazardous to farm workers either through chronic (or long-term) exposure at low levels, or acute (concentrated) exposure at higher levels.

This man is hiring desperate people who are in this country illegally to perform dangerous and dreary labor instead of running a smaller operation that would give American citizens an opportunity to perform meaningful work. He is also providing you his fellow citizen with an unhealthy product, as a sick animal is not going to provide healthy milk. And he is doing all of this for the sake of increased profit for himself.

But you have to love the insinuation in the Times' article that a rich, two-centuries-old tradition is facing cruel extinction if this SOB isn't allowed his exploitative labor.

It takes a special kind of gall to make yourself the victim in a situation like this.

Amazing times we are living in.

Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Noted in Passing

The "No smoking" sign on the UK Border banner in the second photo accompanying this article documenting the migrant invasion of the formerly Sceptered Isle is particularly hilarious.

Come and rape and pillage our country as you please, we will do nothing to stop you and will even pay you to do so, but we must insist that you extinguish your cigarettes as you enter.