On my way to school this morning, I was listening to Bo and Jim as I usually do when I heard this little tidbit.  Apparently, President Bush has seen fit to increase the securityof out Mexican border by building a seven hundred foot fence across the border.  That's right; we're worried about immigrants continuing to cross the Mexican border enough to build a seven hundred foot fence, but not enough to hire more guards across the border.  So, apparently, our concern isn't so much great as it is lukewarm. 

While I don't like Bush as a President by any means, I don't hate the man.  However, I do believe he's had the tendency to make some utterly stupid choices when during his administration, especially when it's come to dealing with foreign policy.  I'd be more opened minded about building a fence, I suppose, if there was any actual physical threat coming from Central and South America that would justify Bush's claim that this fence will help defend out nation.  However, seeing as how the Central and South Americans who cross over seem to merely want to make it to freedom and not bomb the living crap out of us makes me a bit more apprehensive about the plan, even more so then my reaction when I heard we were building a fucking seven-hundred foot fence.  And by seven hundred feet, I mean length, not height.  Maybe if it was seven hundred feet high I could see how it would be worth a damn, but seven hundred feet across doesn't exactly give ample "protection".  The people could just go around the damn thing.  It's like we're somehow building a more ridiculous version of the Magnoile Line.  And the fact that we're expanding on the ridiculousness of something created by the French is more horrifying then anyone can ever imagine, in my mind at least. 

And lets face it, a fence is not exactly an apparatus that inspires fear.  Now, Bush may actually mean a wall, and he just got confused as usual, but I doubt it.  When I think of a fence, I don't think of seclusion or something that keeps people out; I just think of something I can talk to other people from without having to look at them, like Mr. Wilson.  And this is off topic, but did Mr. Wilson ever even go into his fucking house?  I mean, I think I can only recall ONE time when Tim went over there, but most the time he just talked to him through the damn fence.  I don't know if Wilson and/or Tim were just rude, intimidated by one another, or God knows what.  And now that I'm finished with that, I'll make sure to never speak about "Home Improvement" ever again.  Ever.

And why, exactly, are we frightened of these people?  Because they're "taking our jobs", though really their only taking the jobs the people in this country refuse to take anyway despite the necessity of them?  While I don't exactly support illegal immigration, I probably don't frown on it as much as others.  Our country was, after all, based around giving support and help to those who needed it by allowing them access into our country and out of the less desirable country they hailed from (or, at least, what they considered less desirable countries).  However, I do believe that, in this day and age, it needs to be controlled, at least to some extent, so we don't get too far into overpopulation, but that's really just my opinion.  Still, I don't think we need to fear for our safety from the (predominantily Roman Catholic) people of Central and South America.  As far as I know, none have ever driven a suicide truck into a border guard, and thus I kind of find it ridiculous to fear them.

And, again: it's a fence.  Does anyone else feel that conception, that a fence could somehow inspire fear, is inane?