Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
“Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she
With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”

Emma Lazarus
The above is the text of Emma Lazarus’ poem, The New Colossus. She wrote the poem in 1883 to raise money for the construction of a pedestal for the Statue of Liberty, and in 1903, the poem was cast onto a bronze plaque and mounted inside the pedestal’s lower level. For more than 100 years, those words have been symbolic of what this nation stands for.
Three days ago, on August 12th, this man …

Son of a Bitch, Ken Cuccinelli
… Ken Cuccinelli, with malice aforethought and in defiance of the very values that have heretofore defined this nation and its people, re-wrote a line in the poem. Mr. Cuccinelli revised it to say …
“Give me your tired, your poor who can stand on their own two feet and who will not become a public charge …”
Mr. Ken Cuccinelli is, in the opinion of this writer, a Grade A Son of a Bitch.
He further claimed that the poem was intended only for European immigrants, not Middle Easterners, not Asians, and not Latinos. I repeat … Mr. Ken Cuccinelli is a Son of a Bitch.
It is against the laws of the land to change an author’s work without his or her permission. Emma Lazarus died on November 19, 1887 and thus cannot give her permission for the changes Mr. Sonofabitch has proposed, nor do I believe she would give permission. These changes are not in the spirit upon which this nation was founded.
The United States has made its share of horrific mistakes, starting with the enslavement of Africans early on, the internment of Japanese-Americans during World War II, the rejection of the St. Louis carrying Jewish refugees, many of them who later died as a result, the atomic bombings at Hiroshima and Nagasaki … We ought to have learned from those mistakes, but instead, today we have a so-called president who wishes to make this a “white, Christian nation” by rejecting refugees fleeing violence and terror in their native lands. He would build a wall to keep out Latinos from Central America, he would impose a ban on refugees from Middle-Eastern, predominantly Muslim countries, and he promotes and applauds racism and white supremacy on a near-daily basis. This week, he implemented new ‘rules’ to deny citizenship to immigrants who are struggling financially and are being assisted by government programs such as rent subsidies, food stamps, and Medicaid.
What’s next, folks? Think long and hard about this … Donald Trump, Stephen Miller, Andrew Wheeler, Steve Bannon, Ken Cuccinelli, and a boatload of others in the Trump administration are bigots to the nth degree. They have no respect nor love for the principles on which this nation was founded, but their only concern is putting more wealth into the pockets of the already-wealthy at any and all costs to the people who are paying their way in the world. We are increasingly pawns being moved about on a huge chessboard by people who have no heart, no values, nothing but a lust for money and a sense of entitlement.
Will we allow them to re-write history by re-writing the lines on the base of the Statue of Liberty? If we do, then we should simply send that statue back to France, for we no longer deserve it. If we do, then we have stopped being the United States of America as it has been envisioned throughout its relatively short history. Perhaps in two years, it will be called the DSR – Divided States of Russia.
I began this post with the poem by Emma Lazarus. I shall end it with yet another well-known poem, this one by Martin Niemöller …

Martin Niemöller
First they came for the Communists
And I did not speak out
Because I was not a Communist
Then they came for the Socialists
And I did not speak out
Because I was not a Socialist
Then they came for the trade unionists
And I did not speak out
Because I was not a trade unionist
Then they came for the Jews
And I did not speak out
Because I was not a Jew
Then they came for me
And there was no one left
To speak out for me
