Lisa was clearly frustrated. She screamed out, “He’s got orange skin!” Her friend Lois looked at her and tapped her on the shoulder.
“We come out here in this heat to protest, and that’s the only thing you can think to yell?”
“But he does.”
“Do you know why?”
“It’s a spray-on tan.”
“Not that it matters, but it could be something else. Why aren’t we yelling about the President’s policies? ”
“Because nobody listens to that.”
Lois walked away and leaned against a newspaper box. She needed to figure out a way to get her message to the President, or anyone who would hear. Unfortunately, nobody could listen here. She only heard dislocated chants, whistles, and barrels being beaten like drums. It sounded like her child’s kindergarten playground at lunch.
Lois let her head hang down in defeat, and ambled down the street towards her car. She never saw the news crew approaching.
“Frank Zephyer with FoxNews. Why are you protesting the President today?’
Lois was startled but regained her composure. This was her chance. She needed to stay focused. “I’m not protesting the President.”
“But we just saw you leave the crowd.”
Lois shook her head. “I’m not protesting the President, I’m protesting his policies.”
“I’m here for the dreamers. The children brought to this country when they were totally dependent on their parents to take care of them. It’s immoral to send someone home because of their race instead of where they were raised. The U.S. is their home. They grew up here.”
“So they should all stay?”
“I don’t think they should be forced to do either one. I think when the dreamers graduate high school they need to pass the citizenship exam. That way they can get their diploma and take the oath to our country at the same time. If they don’t want to, they can go back to where their parents are from. The choice should be theirs, since they were not given a choice, to begin with.”
“What would you say to the American taxpayer who has had to pay for their education and in some cases clothe and feed them.”
“First, I say don’t throw away your investment. Why would you spend millions of hard-earned dollars to educate someone and then send them away? Second, why do you care so much about paying for this? Billions of dollars are sent out of the country to people in other places that hate us in the form of aid. Why not stop those funds, the taxpayer is paying for those as well. The people here love our country, grew up in our country, and want to remain. Seems like a no-brainer to me.”
With that, the reporter said thanks and scurried down the street. Lois felt good. She had gotten it off her chest. Maybe someone would listen. At least she tried. Looking over her shoulder at the crowd she noticed the FoxNews cameraman pointing his lens at a giant poster of an orange with the President’s face drawn on it. “Have we all forgotten how to listen to reason?” Lois walked to her car. At least she had tried.
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