Why we must send them back!

On a plaque at the Statue of Liberty is chiseled Emma Lazarus's poem:

The New Colossus

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,

With conquering limbs astride from land to land;

Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand

A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame

Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name

Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand

Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command

The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.

"Keep ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she

With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,

Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,

The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.

Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,

I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"

 

She could have added one more line

And we will still beat you.

 

So, why are we clamoring for the government to send back home the wretched masses? Because they are not people yearning to be free. They are the fodder that the Democrats hope to use to extinguish freedom in this country so we can all become like the wretched masses, living as the chattels of the connected on the crumbs the elite is willing to let us have.