Musings From the Margin

Passing thoughts from exile.

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Location: Silicon Valley, United States

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

You've been reading all about Congress making English our offical language and you're wondering where this fits into the immigration issue. You can find a few hints in Wikipedia's entry on Language and Nationalism:

Language and Nationalism
A common language has been a defining characteristic of the nation, and an ideal for nationalists...The formation of nation-states, and their consolidation after independence, is generally accompanied by policies to restrict, replace, or abandon minority languages. This accelerates the tendency noted in sociolinguistic research that high-status languages displace low-status languages.

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The United States, a country which historically welcomed immigrants of varying nationality, has what can be seen as a pattern of discrimination against languages other than English. Prominent examples are the German language, which was nearly eradicated during World War I, and French and Italian, which have nearly disappeared from everyday life. Today Spanish is a second language across large portion of the country. Some politicians, such as Pat Buchanan have consciously opposed the rise of Spanish as a second American language, for fear that it would undermine unity in the American national character.

Friday, May 19, 2006

Illegals granted Social Security

How gratifying that the Senate voted down the Ensign Amendment. You'd almost think they've been listening to Woody Guthrie:

Deportee
by Woody Guthrie

The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting
The oranges are stuck in their creosote dumps
They’re flying’em back to that Mexico border
To pay all their wages to wade back again

Goodbye to Juan, goodbye Rosalita
Adios, mi amigo, Jesus an’ Maria
You won’t have a name when you ride the big airplane
And all they will call you will be deportee

My father’s own father, he waded that river
They took all the money he made in his life
My brothers and sisters come working the fruit trees
An’ they rode on the trucks till they took down and died

Well, some are illegal and some are not wanted
Our work contract’s out and we’ve got to move on
Six hundred miles to that Mexico border
They chase us like outlaws, like rustlers, like thieves

We died in your hills and we died on your deserts
We died in your valleys, we died on your plains
We died ‘neath your trees and we died in your bushes
Both sides of that river, we died just the same

The sky plane caught fire over Los Gatos canyon
Like a fireball of lightnin’ and shook all our hills
Who are all these friends, all scattered like dry leaves
The radio says they are just deportees

Is this the best way we can grow our big orchards
Is this the best way we can grow our good fruit
To fall like dry leaves and rot on my topsoil
An’ be known by no name except deportee





But oh, yes! There's more good news in Dem land:

Lieberman's Support for War Leaves Him Embattled on Left

Another small group of dedicated people making a difference! You go, Dems! All over the nation, people are plugging in. There's a better day acomin'.