The life of an illegal squatter really shouldn’t be calypso dancing and daiquiris. It shouldn’t be light and carefree at all. Intruding into someone else’s home against their laws while availing yourself of their expensive social amenities and berating them all the while should incur significant jeopardy. It should involve persistent trepidation. Otherwise those laws, and the will of the nation who wrote them, are of no consequence whatsoever.
This ought not be a hard concept to grasp for the target audience of this blog, the military folks and especially the VMI grads: that actions have consequences. Wasn’t that drummed into our heads (no pun intended) from Minute One?
And so it should be with these pobrecitos. Round them up and throw them out, and until that time make every moment painful. They are lawbreakers and squatters.
Oh, and a second piece, separate and but intimately related– The New Mexican War.