An Immigration Fable

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H/t beloved Fellowship member May!
~Eowyn

A beautiful fairy appeared one day to a destitute Mexican refugee outside an Arizona immigration office.
“Good man,” the fairy said, “I’ve been sent here by President Obama and told to grant you three wishes, since you just arrived in the United States with your wife and eight children.”

The man told the fairy,  “Well, where I come from we don’t have good teeth, so I want new teeth, maybe a lot of gold in them.”
The fairy looked at the man’s almost toothless grin and

— PING!–
he had a brand new shining set of gold teeth in his mouth!
“What else?” asked the fairy, “Two more to go.”
The refugee claimant now got bolder. “I need a big house with a three-car garage in Scottsdale on the golf course with eight bedrooms for my family and the rest of my relatives who still live in my country. I want to bring them all over here.”

— and — PING!–
in the distance there could be seen a beautiful mansion with a three-car garage, a long driveway, and a walkout patio with a BBQ in an upscale neighborhood overlooking the golf course.
“One more wish,” said the fairy, waving her wand.
“Yes, one more wish. I want to be like an American with American clothes instead of these torn clothes, and a baseball cap instead of this sombrero. And I want to have white skin like Americans”

—and — PING! —
The man was transformed — wearing worn-out jeans, an Arizona Cardinal T-shirt, and a baseball cap. He had his bad teeth back and the mansion had disappeared from the horizon.
“What happened to my new teeth?” he wailed. “Where is my new house?”
The fairy said:

“Tough shit, Amigo, now that you are a white American, you have to fend for yourself!”

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  1. Ain’t that the truth!!! Good laugh.

     

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