People get together, talk, argue, find common ground, and
become friends, coming together in times of need, helping
others to a fault.
Now we have been overrun by 40 million illegals in our
country and more coming over our borders every day, taking
American jobs, resources, our hard-earned money.
Having their hands out, not willing to become U.S. citizens
or speak English, not wanting to assimilate, totally differ-
ent attitudes, not like we Americans at all.
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