August 30, 2010 § Leave a comment

We cannot compare ourselves with other countries that ” build themselves on immigrants” because we aren’t as huge as them nor capable as them. They say we need to be outstanding. we need to survive. we need more talents. but why can’t we just be happy as who we are? We don’t have enough space for more immigrants. Other huge countries have HUGE amounts of immigrants, because they can afford it. we can’t.

breaking it down…. Huge countries are like Filthy rich girl whose dad owns like let’s say 10 oil companies. We are like the girl next door, perhaps a little richer than that. “Filthy rich girl” can buy 10 LVs, 20 burberry, 30 Chanel-s, 50 ferrari and still have space in her room for more. the girl next door, will already sleeping out in the living room or pavement because of space problems- so this means. we can’t. we just can’t. There isn’t enough space anymore. immigrants will not go home after job is done. they will hide for 20 years and still not be found because nobody bothers.

You’ve got what you want. and that’s that. While the citizens, US, are stuck with them. on the road, on the train, the bus. even the malls. You are travelling in style without touching us citizens.

They say benefits only for the citizens not for immigrants. BUT, get this, immigrants becomes citizens and these “citizens” bring their families here and use their earnings to build a huge mansion in their country, gives up their citizenship here and move back. hmmm, I guess this gives us another perspective to look at things.



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