[teenyelliott]

I know this has already been posted, but as it only got 25 replies, I thought I'd put it up again.

It is a long article, but worth reading. Regardless of what you think of the Minutemen, at least look at the numbers in this article.

I have highlighted the bits that should really make you mad. So, if you want, just read those, then go write some letters.

[teenyelliott]

Hey, Terminattor, I reposted this article, hoping to get more people to see it.

I've highlighted the really maddening parts, so hopefully more people will read it.

[rellimpank]

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[Itzlzha]

PING!

[moehoward]

Novel. BUMP

[Shawndell Green]

"As a tight Tejano band pumps accordion notes into the air, varicose-veined prostitutes slop enchiladas at the bar in full view of prospective customers."

They really should be slopping those enchiladas in the back rooms. A kid might wander into the bar and see that.

[gaspar]

Sorry, I got a third of the way through and gave up. Went back and checked, thought it was the New Yorker. As for the region the Minute Men patrolled, a year ago I was driving through Hereford and encounted the Border Patrol who had about 14 guys sitting aside the road. On close inspection I knew that they were West Africans. Repeat, West Africans. I was going to inform the Border Patrol but the Tucsonian accompanying me didn't want to get involved. I failed in my duty, so did he. It's a common story along the Arizona-Mexico frontier.

[teenyelliott]

Hey Mod, could you mebbe add (At least read the highlighted parts) to the title of this article?

Thanks.

[MissAmericanPie]

The article is a little long, but it does hit the nail on the head about how so many Americans feel. The Minutemen are good people with their heads on right.

[bert]

.....sniffed one scribe....

I won't read any further. He sounds lika a theater cridic cum sports writer. Not believable.

[T-Bird45]

Sunday afternoon BTTT -- a good read.

[SwinneySwitch]

"North Of The Border (Up Minuteman Way)"

North of the border, up Minuteman way.
That's where I thought to live, where stars above, came out to play.
And now as I wonder, my thoughts ever stray.
North of the border, up Minuteman way.

Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay)
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay (Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay)


There's a song in here, somewhere!