[RexBeach]

Now, this if right off the top of my memory...but, as I recollect, the Robert Frost poem that many in this debate keep referring to, i.e., fences make good neighbors, actually is not true, according to the poem. I thought it was Frost's opinion that fences kept people apart and that that was not a good thing.

However, before you all flame me, I think a really big fence is a good idea for the border problem.

[trebb]

You are correct that Frost opined that fences did not make good neighbors (poem "Mending Wall"), but he alluded that in cases where possessions (cows, etc.,) might get intermingled they might be appropriate - which would be a similar case with illegal immigration invasion. The neighbors he was talking about were actual neighbors, not folks from a different country ignoring the laws of the present country.

[DoctorMichael]

From: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15719

Mending Wall
by Robert Frost
Something there is that doesn't love a wall, That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it, And spills the upper boulders in the sun; And makes gaps even two can pass abreast. The work of hunters is another thing: I have come after them and made repair Where they have left not one stone on a stone, But they would have the rabbit out of hiding, To please the yelping dogs. The gaps I mean, No one has seen them made or heard them made, But at spring mending-time we find them there. I let my neighbor know beyond the hill; And on a day we meet to walk the line And set the wall between us once again. We keep the wall between us as we go. To each the boulders that have fallen to each. And some are loaves and some so nearly balls We have to use a spell to make them balance: 'Stay where you are until our backs are turned!' We wear our fingers rough with handling them. Oh, just another kind of outdoor game, One on a side. It comes to little more: There where it is we do not need the wall: He is all pine and I am apple orchard. My apple trees will never get across And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him. He only says, 'Good fences make good neighbors.' Spring is the mischief in me, and I wonder If I could put a notion in his head: 'Why do they make good neighbors? Isn't it Where there are cows? But here there are no cows. Before I built a wall I'd ask to know What I was walling in or walling out, And to whom I was like to give offense. Something there is that doesn't love a wall, That wants it down.' I could say 'Elves' to him, But it's not elves exactly, and I'd rather He said it for himself. I see him there Bringing a stone grasped firmly by the top In each hand, like an old-stone savage armed. He moves in darkness as it seems to me, Not of woods only and the shade of trees. He will not go behind his father's saying, And he likes having thought of it so well He says again, 'Good fences make good neighbors.'

[tumblindice]

"Something there is that doesn't love a wall." Frost

They must have had an illegal alien problem back then, too.

[Redleg Duke]

I always thought that "Good fences make for good neighbors" was attributed to Ben Franklin in "Poor Richard's Almanac".

[altura]

You're right twice.

That was the message about Frost's poem and

We should have a wall!

[hinckley buzzard]

However, before you all flame me, I think a really big fence is a good idea for the border problem.

The last couple weeeks I have been getting "surveys" from the GOP Senate pansies in the mail. They ask all about my wonderfully crucial opinion, but guess what--they never even ask a question about the borders.

I just send one back about every three days--with a magic marker scrawled across the front--NO AMNESTY; NO "GUEST WORKERS"; "BUILD the WALL". Maybe, just maybe, they'll get the hint. Subtle a-holes that they are.