Man, where do I even start? So, picture this: I’m awkwardly navigatin’ the hallways of junior high, and bam! My dad gets way sick. Like, real bad. They haul him off to UCLA Medical Center. There are these doctors, totally baffled, scratching their heads ’cause they can’t pin down what’s goin’ on with him.
Then, outta nowhere, this intern pops up. Fresh from Korea or something, right? He’s basically this unsung hero. Dude suggests a blood test for some disease that’s all over in his country but kinda like Bigfoot, almost never seen here. The test hits the mark! Dad scores the right meds and, boom, he’s back home, looking pretty good.
Now, warp to a universe where Donald Trump’s the guy in charge. He’d probably give that intern the boot before he even got the chance to save Dad. Immigrants, man, they bring so much jazz to the table. Different vibes, cultures, mind-blown ideas. You got someone out there with just the know-how to fix a disaster waiting to pounce. We gotta keep the doors open, let this amazing mix thrive. ‘Cause taking in unique, kickass folks is what America’s all about. Trump’s policies? They’re like a wrecking ball to this greatness.
Now, about that Trump team, they seem to drool over targetin’ students just ’cause they got views they can’t handle, especially when it comes to the Middle East. Secretary of State Marco Rubio blabs on about how he’d yank visas if he stumbles on “one of these lunatics.” Does he even know what’s up with these people? Feels like just another scare tactic from this squad to keep folks on a leash.
I mean, honestly, why not tackle the real monsters? Like, where’s the affordable child care? Anyone seen it? Medical insurance costs? They’re climbing like they’re trying out for Mount Everest. And don’t even get me started on homelessness. There are giant issues just beggin’ for a fix, yet these clowns are stuck on cruel antics. Day one: taking grub from starving kids. How messed up is that? Seriously, where does this nightmare wrap up?
— Bruce Joffe & Peggy Jo Abraham
