How To Lose Friends And Disinterest People

I've never really gotten riled up one way or the other over the whole immigration issue other than to believe that there is nothing inherently wrong with wanting to come to the United States but that some sort of order has to be applied to the process. In this way, I suppose I am right in the mushy middle on this subject.

Nonetheless, the quickest way to put me right off a given cause is to hold a goddam rally on the goddam National Mall right during goddam rush hour. I remember the last pro-immigration rally earlier this year. I had to walk several miles just to find a Metro station I could get into, then spend a long, slow, hot, sweaty ride in a car packed like a sardine tin. By the time I finally got to my stop, I would gladly have supported hiring a clone army to defend the border.

So if I start spouting Fortress America vitriol tomorrow, you'll understand why.