My
name is d'Lynn. I'm a disabled Vietnam vet. I don't
look too bad for a beat-up old fart, do I? And that's my
ride. She's looking pretty good looking also, especially
when you consider that she'll turn twenty this summer.
That's right, it's a 1990 with a 1990 sidecar. I can't
ride a solo bike, ergo the sidecar rig. It's my sole means
of transportation - rain or shine, snow or wind, and this summer
also marks a milestone in both of our lives, as I will finally be
able to pay her off. Twenty years old? What? Why
did it take so long? You weren't paying attention, were you?
It's right at the beginning of this paragraph. I am a
disabled vet, which means I receive a veterans administration
disability pension, which also means "I'm broke!" Just one
step ahead of being homeless every month, and that's not an idle
statement or an"Oh, whoa is me" dire complaint.
There’s a point to this, so hang in there a minute or two
and read on.
There's a 25-year-old illegal immigrant woman
living in Florida, with eight kids. Yes, eight "anchor
babies" and she receives just shy of $1,500 per month per kid,
plus medical, plus food stamps. Oh, wait. I've been
informed that I shouldn't call them Food Stamps anymore.
That's not PC. It's all called “Social Assistance”
now. You do the math on that yourself. I'd say that
she was schooled early in how to make it in the system.
Twenty-five years old, eight kids . . . . . yep, she started
early.
You
can whip out the calculator if you want, but this women who never
has paid a dime in taxes of any kind, (and still doesn't – she's
'illegal,' remember?) is here in this country illegally. She
hasn’t paid one one cent in medical for all the “anchor babies,”
makes more in one month, legally, than I receive in over a year
and a half in disability payments and I can't even get food
stamps! Oops, I mean “Social Assistance.”
Technically
I am eligible for “Social Assistance.” I was told it would
be a walk through – a gimme – being disabled.
No
problem, and in the very next breath I was also informed that
under the law the amount I received in “Social Assistance” would
be deducted from my disability pension.
Let's
say I take a great photograph. It was just luck, a one of a
kind accidental, in the right place at the right time shot.
My local newspaper offers me fifty bucks to use the photo in
a featured story. (I live in a small town and fifty bucks is
all they could afford.) I have to report that fifty dollars
to the VA as earned income, which will immediately be
deducted from my next month’s disability check. If I don't
report it I’m in violation of federal law and technically they can
stop my disability pension and prosecute me under a federal
felony. Pretty cool, eh? For fifty
bucks.
I
see no point in dealing with two federal
bureaucracies, so I don't bother. What's the
point?
She's
here illegally and with just one kid would make
over twice what I receive per month. She
has eight and she’s not a stand-out case.
She’s not alone. That's the way the system works.
Millions of illegal immigrants know this, know how the
system works and know how to use it. (Haven't you seen the
pamphlet? It's handed out all along our borders, "The
Illegal Immigrants' Guide to Keeping America Just The Way It Is.")
and that's just the way it works.
Did
you know that the federal government provides a “refugee” in this
country with a monthly “stipend” of $1,890, plus $580 a month in
“Social Assistance?” That’s $2,470 a month, tax-free. That's
two and a half times what I’m allowed to receive as a disabled
vet. And just what did they do to earn this? All you
have to do is show up on our collective doorstep, raise your right
hand and swear that you're a refugee and, bingo, receive $30,000 a
year, tax-free. That's more than someone making $15 an hour,
and they have to pay taxes to boot!
Now, in defense of the
Veterans Administration, they are doing what they can with what
they've got. This is precious little compared to what they
should have to get the job done. At least this
country has a VA. It's the Senate that
keeps passing laws, rules and guidelines, cutting their budget,
denying requests for more staff and computer systems to handle the
massive work flow. Their hands are tied by the very
government that's supposed to give them what they need to get the
job done, by the government you voted into office. Don't
scream at the VA. I have. It's misguided
anger.
The point to this “story?” Just why are
you paying such high taxes to support this incredibly screwed-up
government? Why? And I’m not proposing you stop paying
your taxes. That's wrong. There are good programs and
reasons to pay your taxes and support our government. What
am I proposing? It's quite simple.
Vote.
The
government, our government, is broken and we as
the voters serve as the maintenance crew. We fix it . . . .
. by voting.
If
your state Senator has been in office more then two terms, vote
'em out at the next election. If your state representative
has been in office more then two terms, vote 'em out of office.
We put term limits on just about every publicly-elected
official in the country except the House and Senate. Why?
Believe me, they know this and love it! Ahhh - the
power!
I
don't care how much you believe your Senator or Representative is
doing a good job. They're not! Look at the government
you have, that we have. How can you state they are
doing what you want as the voter that put them
there? How?
Vote
them out of office. Do it.
Change
the course of this country's history by what you are granted and
guaranteed under the law. Vote! And if you have the
guts, the anger, the outrage, start a petition
in your state for a state-wide initiative to be
placed on your next state ballot. Limiting
the terms of office for your state senators and
state representatives to your federal government
to two terms.
The
federal government will never pass such a law, but you can.
You can get it done. You can force it. You can
make it a law.
This is the first step in “getting it
right.” Just vote. It's simple. It's easy,
dammit!
This
first step will send a very clear message. It’ll work.
It’ill put “us” back in control of “them.” As it
should be. As it was intended in the first place.
Are
you an American? Born and raised? Then
vote!
Side note: I sent this e-mail to a little over
one hundred on my e-mail list. If you believe I’m wrong or
misguided or you simply don't agree, that's fine. Go right
ahead a delete this e-mail. No problem. Sorry to have
bothered you. But if you think I just might have a
worthwhile idea, something we can easily accomplish, something
that could be a small part at getting this country back under
“our” control, then please pass this along.