I live in a world that includes immigrants. Legal or not, who can tell. A world of flawed human beings. A world were the Constitution of the United States of America is an abstraction, just a outdated piece of paper. I occupy this little speck of dirt, I call it my own. My home. Now, just three feet away from me, stroll “immigrants”. Legal or not, like it or not, they are HERE with me. Literally. They are just as flawed and human as I am. Spanish is spoken as often as English here in my little home. Get the picture? I am a tolerant person, and then some. I wonder how tolerant some of the pro-illegal alien folks are, perhaps safely surrounded by walls in their upper class gated communities far away from the immigrants and the poor. We are all a bunch of hypocrites. Illegal aliens know they are morally wrong. They know what hypocrites they are, too. I feel like a total jerk writing these blogs sometimes. I am a hypocrite in the same manner Thomas Jefferson was. Say one thing, do another. Jefferson loved freedom as long as it was for rich white men. He was an enslaver of poor non white men. I am morally opposed to illegal aliens, common sense dictates that it’s wrong. But I am totally resigned to illegal immigrants and grudgingly accept them. It’s really simple, human beings all share the same territorial instincts, for good or nil. And we need to feel that our territory is not violated. Our immigrant friends know that. If the tables were turned, they would be just as outraged if Americans immigrated en mass without the permission of the Mexican people. In all fairness, neither I nor the poor illegal aliens should be in this position, in a perfect world. But there it is, this world is a freekin’ mess, despite the intellectuals with their abstractions, artifice and high moral standards. Human nature can’t be completely controlled by laws, the Constitution, Magna Charta, Bible or the Communist manifesto. I don’t know how this mess will sort itself out, but it will. It won’t be pretty or nice or humane or fair, if we follow the same old historical patterns. But I can’t help but wonder, why can’t these folks just immigrate legally and save us all the trouble? Why not? And so it goes. Right back to square one.