Wednesday, June 14, 2006

Tijuana, Kentucky

On June 14th I was on Highway 27 headed towards Somerset when I entered a highway workzone, being forewarned by the large orange signs. Now there are several workzones currently on this road as it is being widened to four lanes starting from Somerset headed North towards Camp Nelson and the Kentucky River. This work area turned out to be mowing the right-of-ways for the first time this year, and it certainly was not a moment too soon! The contract mowers were bush-hogging rampant weeds and grass nearly five feet high. The verge had taken a tropical look from warm temperatures and abundant rainfall. I must explain that before the weeds are cut in a frenzied vortex, the trash and garbage must first be picked up and bagged to be taken to the dump. This is where our Mexican neighbors come in! There was a virtual army of Mexicans swarming both sides of the busy highway, picking up tons of cast-off garbage flung on the pretty Kentucky countryside by fast moving cars of fat-assed trashy white people. It really annoys me that as United States our own slovenly habits and environmental apathy would allow such trashing of our roadsides. Nevermind that the cause dujour is belittling the Mexicans for coming to our country and working. There was not a Caucasian or an African- American picking up our trash, it was all Mexican labor; probably not a legitimate green card amongst all of them.My point is this: our own sorry and lazy lifestyles has made it necessary for foreigners to come here and pick up after our trips to McDonalds , Sonic , or Wendy's. Why can't these people wait until they get home to dispose of their trash like anyone with a conscience? These true-blue Americans complaining about Mexican labor have obviously never thought of who will pick up trash, clean the motel rooms, cut your grass, build your houses, or wash your cars if we deport all illegals. Statistics show that upwards of 14 million Mexicans are in our country illegally, and yet everytime I see Mexicans they are very hard at work , doing menial chores that even our Caucasian and African -American brothers and sisters on welfare won't consider doing. Show me local wefare Americans and I will paint you a picture of lazy, complaining trash ,talking on cell phones as they ride between free medical care and bingo.You never see an idle Mexican as they work hard to earn their money. The Mexicans picking up trash on Hwy 27 were all of uniform size and coloration, as most were around maybe five and one-half feet tall with shiny black hair, swarthy skin, and slim build. Most of these gentlemen could be traced back genetically to Aztecs or Toltecs, and share the DNA of the Army of Santa Anna as he tried to run Sam Houston and the Texas settlers back to Tennessee and the East. The big difference then and now is that most American citizens worked hard and had a sense of unity and community pride. Our county, Lincoln , was one of the three original counties in the territory created by Virginia. Today we have a little over 20000 citizens and it galls me that we trash our beautiful countrysides up. If there is any redemption , it is that neighboring Rockcastle County is trashier than us!! The whole state of Kentucky has no reason to brag about cleanliness, as every fall every piece of trash washes down the rivers of Eastern Kentucky and fouls up the Cumberland , the Forks of the Kentucky, Green River, and eventually the Cumberland Lake region. Al Gore should forget Global Warming and recognize we are all drowning in trash deposited everywhere by our trash.We as Americans are as always our own worst enemies. Everytime I cut my lawn I have to pick up someone's flung out half-eaten fast food and beer cans. They feel that somehow the United States Constitution gives them the right to trash our country-side. Needless to say if I catch some of these litterers that I will try to persuade them it is not healthy to trash up the hood. That is highly unlikely as in 33 years I have never seen the culprits. They , like all varmits ,do their mischief in the cover of darkness. The Mexicans however must pick up during the working hours of daylight. As an afterthought I was in Livingston , Tennessee today and read their proud proclamation that this was the home os NASA astronaut Mike McCauley, one -time pilot of Atlantis , which is indeed something to be proud of!! Livingston seems to be a gracious little place , and seems enough like Stanford to make me feel at ease. Professionally it has been good to our company, and I always look forward to a visit, unlike some other areas I have worked in before. You cannot send 14 million Mexicans southward and not be in chaos. It seems politicians strive to correct things overnight that have been building up since the Alamo. It just doesn't happen that way!I guess I going to have to acquire a taste for Latin Cuisine with a leaning towards Mexican. I wonder how a baloney sandwich would taste with a touch of mole, or maybe a slathering of refried beans ? How about pollo asada instead of chicken planks? I'm only grateful that some things like Coca-Cola are internationally known.We still do a lot of things right in the USA, regardless of my bitching. We make wonderful , accurate bombs that kill ruthless terrorists. Ask around in Iraq for verification. Someday Bin Laden is going to stick his cowardly Arabic head out of his rat hole, and some American kid is going to use a joystick to guide an American Smart bomb right up his worthless ass!! That day is coming- I promise. Long live the USA, but keep our counryside clean!! And thanks Amigos from this Kentuckian for cleaning up our mess.

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