My OperaGod Bless the Mexicans
Friday, April 14, 2006 1:42:56 AM
I am completely and utterly exhausted. I'm currently the production manager at a local painting company, and as you can guess, there's plenty of beautification going on down here in Nawlins'. I've decided to actually get my hands dirty and help the crews out by taking on the duties they can't handle. (Hand washing soffits 50ft in the air on an extension ladder hung in a tree. OK, but you get the idea.) I didn't realize how acrobatic I still am. However, this is not good from a management standpoint because they will start to "wait to see if Dillon's gonna do it", in which case they will never learn to do it themselves. But then again, I decide who gets raises and who gets canned.... So, hopefully, I'm setting an example. There is definite satisfaction in getting the job done, and, as I sit slumped in bad posture and weariness here on the porch, I am satisfied.
Actually, I feel GREAT! *
I wish I could set the example for every American out there. I don't know if I could handle the pressure.... The pressure of millions of fat, lazy, assholes on my back that is. We HAVE GOT to be the shittiest douche bags in the galaxy at this moment in time. We are intolerant, self righteous pigs.
I'm gonna vent for a moment, or maybe till I'm done with this entry.
I saw a sign earlier this week: “Illegals = Illegal.” I could only guess where it came from.
Probably from one of the myriad of jerkoffs from Arkansas to Minnesota who came here to “offer relief”. They’re here to charge ungodly prices for construction work they can’t get back home, because they’re unreliable alcoholic scumbags who do shitty jobs.
This whole issue of “Mescans takin’ our jobs” has got to be nixed.
First of all, it’s not just Mexicans. Our best painter is Honduran, and he makes more than I do...for good reason. (He is way more acrobatic than I am) Seriously though, he can paint a whole house faster than two “white” people. He has a wife and a kid and a VERY happy family in Honduras. They’re probably millionaires by their standards. Isn’t that the American dream? By the way, he is the only Latin American working for us, so don’t think the following arguments are an attempt at self-preservation on my part.
I already know what your thinking. “ But the only tax revenue they generate is beer and phone cards! They ship everything else off! They don’t vote, or contribute to society in any way!”
I say:
First: “Your society” is severely flawed and the boundaries you keep do nothing more than make you blind to the truth, which is we are all one. What’s the difference between Mexicans and Native Americans? A river? So we kinda took it from them, too...Oh yeah.
Second: I’ll make a case for New Orleans, which seems to be the catalyst for this and many other controversies these days. (Our government is so openly opportunistic when it comes to fucking people over.) We would be NOWHERE without their help. They,[Latin Americans] as a whole, are contributing more to the physical progress of the city than anybody else. They are here to work, not look for ways to “get rich quick”. A solid work ethic, over time, yields results. We, as a whole, have forgotten that.
Third: We could use the culture. My second home is Austin, TX and I miss the awesome food! Recently, in Atlanta, GA, a protester defying American elitism flew a sign stating:
“You eat tacos, I eat grits.” I am so looking forward to picking up some breakfast tacos at the local taco stand. The song and dance is good too if you tune in.(You know, you could stop listening to Toby Keith or that guy who says “Your beautiful, It’s true” a hundred fucking times in the same song.) I guess we, as fat-asses, need to hear that kind of thing everyday.
Finally: You’re really lucky they don’t vote...yet. In fifty years, I bet they will have close to a majority in the southern states. That’s their plan anyway...heh heh.
So make friends now scumbags, because pretty soon, your daughter will be listening to Tejano.
Oh.(laughing)by the way, none of this really matters because on June 6th, 2006 (666 for all you numerology people), George Bush will fulfill his destiny as the “Second Christ Body”.
Here’s a bit of a recent speech he gave in a textile factory in Georgia:
“These four atomic bombs will represent the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, which will herald the Rapture, or the Second Coming of Jesus, in which all believers will be taken bodily into Heaven, and which I know is nigh. This is my destiny, and I will not be deterred from this course. Thank you, and God bless.”
Mexicans are least of my concerns. God bless em’.
*The after-effects of heat stroke are sometimes likened to that of an entheogenic drug experience. The reducing valve that is your mind normally processes thoughts and singles them out so that when you look at a tree, you can call it a tree. Extreme climes or overexertion can also relax your mind, which explains why pilgrims seeking God actually found something after days of wandering around in the desert.
The debate on immigration will never end. Here's one take on it:
Actually, I feel GREAT! *
I wish I could set the example for every American out there. I don't know if I could handle the pressure.... The pressure of millions of fat, lazy, assholes on my back that is. We HAVE GOT to be the shittiest douche bags in the galaxy at this moment in time. We are intolerant, self righteous pigs.
I'm gonna vent for a moment, or maybe till I'm done with this entry.
I saw a sign earlier this week: “Illegals = Illegal.” I could only guess where it came from.
Probably from one of the myriad of jerkoffs from Arkansas to Minnesota who came here to “offer relief”. They’re here to charge ungodly prices for construction work they can’t get back home, because they’re unreliable alcoholic scumbags who do shitty jobs.
This whole issue of “Mescans takin’ our jobs” has got to be nixed.
First of all, it’s not just Mexicans. Our best painter is Honduran, and he makes more than I do...for good reason. (He is way more acrobatic than I am) Seriously though, he can paint a whole house faster than two “white” people. He has a wife and a kid and a VERY happy family in Honduras. They’re probably millionaires by their standards. Isn’t that the American dream? By the way, he is the only Latin American working for us, so don’t think the following arguments are an attempt at self-preservation on my part.
I already know what your thinking. “ But the only tax revenue they generate is beer and phone cards! They ship everything else off! They don’t vote, or contribute to society in any way!”
I say:
First: “Your society” is severely flawed and the boundaries you keep do nothing more than make you blind to the truth, which is we are all one. What’s the difference between Mexicans and Native Americans? A river? So we kinda took it from them, too...Oh yeah.
Second: I’ll make a case for New Orleans, which seems to be the catalyst for this and many other controversies these days. (Our government is so openly opportunistic when it comes to fucking people over.) We would be NOWHERE without their help. They,[Latin Americans] as a whole, are contributing more to the physical progress of the city than anybody else. They are here to work, not look for ways to “get rich quick”. A solid work ethic, over time, yields results. We, as a whole, have forgotten that.
Third: We could use the culture. My second home is Austin, TX and I miss the awesome food! Recently, in Atlanta, GA, a protester defying American elitism flew a sign stating:
“You eat tacos, I eat grits.” I am so looking forward to picking up some breakfast tacos at the local taco stand. The song and dance is good too if you tune in.(You know, you could stop listening to Toby Keith or that guy who says “Your beautiful, It’s true” a hundred fucking times in the same song.) I guess we, as fat-asses, need to hear that kind of thing everyday.
Finally: You’re really lucky they don’t vote...yet. In fifty years, I bet they will have close to a majority in the southern states. That’s their plan anyway...heh heh.
So make friends now scumbags, because pretty soon, your daughter will be listening to Tejano.
Oh.(laughing)by the way, none of this really matters because on June 6th, 2006 (666 for all you numerology people), George Bush will fulfill his destiny as the “Second Christ Body”.
Here’s a bit of a recent speech he gave in a textile factory in Georgia:
“These four atomic bombs will represent the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, which will herald the Rapture, or the Second Coming of Jesus, in which all believers will be taken bodily into Heaven, and which I know is nigh. This is my destiny, and I will not be deterred from this course. Thank you, and God bless.”
Mexicans are least of my concerns. God bless em’.
*The after-effects of heat stroke are sometimes likened to that of an entheogenic drug experience. The reducing valve that is your mind normally processes thoughts and singles them out so that when you look at a tree, you can call it a tree. Extreme climes or overexertion can also relax your mind, which explains why pilgrims seeking God actually found something after days of wandering around in the desert.
The debate on immigration will never end. Here's one take on it:
