Remembering ‘The New Colossus’

When I was twelve years old, I visited my grandmother in New York City.  I still remember climbing the endless stairs to the top of the Statue of Liberty and looking out over the harbor in awe.  Her parents came through Ellis Island and that night she helped me memorize my very first poem, Emma Lazarus’s “The New Colossus.”  To this day, I can recite the last stanza:“Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she“Give me your tired, your poor,Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free.The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.Send these, the homeless, the tempest-tost to me.I lift my lamp beside the golden door.”I want to applaud Dan Newhouse for sponsoring the Bridge Act.  But that is not enough.  I want to know what Dan Newhouse really stands for.  Does he stand for the ideals that our nation was founded on?Or does he stand for a wall?  A billion dollar boondoggle that, when finished, will be climbed over, dug  under and swam around.  Another ostentatious piece of real estate with Donald Trump’s name on it.We are almost all descended from immigrants.  And, unless you are a Native American, you are descended from “illegal” immigrants.

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