I’ve mentioned it before, but yeah, the immigrant debate thang, I’m not buying. Anyone who’s seen, heard, read, touched, smelled a teeny bit of history should be able to detect the patterns.

Of course, complaining at work that I’m tired of being surrounded by immigrants may not get me a promotion.

I’ve heard some parts of Crossing East, a PRI radio show about the Asian experience coming to the U.S. of A. Apart from the extra joy of coming up with ways to tease the best Asian beau a gal ever had, I’m learning other shit. Considering that in Massachusetts the immigrant story kind of skewed hard to the son of the sod, potato head legends, it’s kind of eye-opening. Or maybe it’s just ‘cuz the current life features an eastern twist pretty much 24/7.