I wrote and originally published this here in September, 2007. It is still timely.
Jenny was pregnant — seven months and two weeks pregnant. Jenny was homeless. Jenny had no money. What hope was there for her baby? Her husband was on the road, looking for work. His poor language skills coupled with his shabby appearance made it difficult for him to find employment that would pay enough to maintain a family. He certainly was in no position to help his wife, several hundred miles away, with her situation.
Winter was approaching and already the weather was cold. Huddled under a bridge with only a flimsy windbreaker for outer wear, Jenny shivered and cursed the night. She had spent the day combing through trash cans looking for food. She barely found enough to make a meal and what she did find was not fit for humans. She ate it, nonetheless. Jenny had tried to get public assistance but because she had no identifying documents and could list no home address that was not forthcoming.
In her desperation Jenny hit upon a plan. She had seen some homes that to her were like mansions. Rich people lived there, she surmised. If she could get into one of those she could hide in the attic or basement and at least be warm. When the people were not home she could filch some food — just a little bit; it wouldn't be missed, she thought. The next several days Jenny spent watching some of these houses to see what the habits of the occupants were and how she could enter unnoticed.
It took several weeks, the weather getting colder and the food getting scarcer. One home in particular presented an ideal situation. The owners were often gone and she notice they seldom locked the door when they left. She packed her few belongings and broke into the house. In the attic she found an out-of-the-way corner where she could remain unseen if anyone ventured up. It wasn't long, though, before she was discovered, arrested, and put in jail.
At her arraignment the judge told the homeowners that they would have to allow Jenny to live in their house. He scolded the homeowners for their callous, cruel, and uncaring attitudes. Not only that, they would have to feed her and pay for all her medical expenses. When her baby was born, they were told that they would be responsible for the child. They would have to provide the child housing, food, medical expenses, and when the time came they would also have to pay for the child’s education. “And if Jenny stays in your home for seven years, she will automatically become a member of your family with all the benefits that come with it,” the judge intoned. “She can bring her husband and parents in, too, and you’ll also have to support them.”
“But that’s not fair! That’s not right!” the homeowners remonstrated. And it’s not. But some of our legislators and politicians want you to think it is. That is why we will never get a handle on illegal immigration.
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Saturday, December 15, 2007
Stupid People!
Two weeks less two days ago we had a major flood in our locality. One of the effects of our inundation was that the road just east of our house was undermined by about four to five feet. There is a drop of approximately forty feet to the bottom.
Because there were so many of these incidents in the county it was late in the day before road barriers were in place.
For the first couple of days the road was barred like this:
One would think that would do the job. Not here! Traffic continued as if there were no barriers.
There is no rock fill under the road — only mud. Every time a vehicle passes the vibrations loosen more dirt, causing the area under the road to slough off more material, further undermining the road.
The county came out a few days later and installed more barriers and this is the present configuration:
Several sandbags have been added to make it more difficult to move the barriers but every day several do it. One recent night, about 11, a small pickup truck barreled through and drove right into the center barrier, breaking it in pieces and moving it about 100 feet. Some drive over the cones, others stop and move the barriers sideways, leaving them for some other dunderhead to drive through.
One woman told me, “It's so inconvenient to drive around.” “Yes,” I responded, “but not quite so inconvenient as waiting for the medics to arrive and pull you out of the creek.” She took the long — and safe — way.
I think the base problem is not inconvenience but a total disregard for law. Anyone with a lick of sense would know the signs are there for a reason. They would also know that they are there to protect people from possible injury or to protect the road from further damage. But then, those that drive through road barriers don't have a lick of sense. They are just plain stupid.
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