Jobs Americans won't work? Since when?

In the summer of 1970 when I was in Jr. High School, I worked picking Strawberries, Blue Berries, Apples and Pears, just to buy my fall clothes (my parents would buy those expensive Bell Bottoms at $15+ a pair. I had to compete against adult Mexicans who knew all the tricks in a job that pays by the bushel, peck and quart. They took all the big fruit because it filled their containers quicker. (thats one reason why fruit in the store has no taste, the small berry's are sweeter but get left behind) After fruit came bailing hay.

No, I'm not a Californian, I'm a Michigander!

I struggled doing construction, a seasonal job, to put a roof over my families heads for five years.

Yet, the problem lies not with our system of immigrations and temporary/seasonal farm workers, it lies with open, unprotected borders that neither the liberal crybabies, or the conservative meanie weenies want to fix because it is a downed power line that no one wants to touch.

Meanwhile, we watch and wait for the day one of the illegals walking across the border carries a suitcase nuke with them to Phoenix, Los Angles, or Las Vegas.

Thank God the Militia Movement that opposed Bill has Morphed into the Minute Men Movement to oppose Bush!

The heart of the problem is politics, a Machiavellian cabal of Byzantine intrigue; a united minority, set against a divided majority, to keep us fighting against one another in order to prevent the rest of us who can think, from wresting control from a group of lawyers on welfare!

Yank My Doodle, It's a Dandy!