From an immigrant, emigrant, and expat, but not a refugee. Cue Tom Petty:
Few things get my goat more than people talking about immigration without any experience or understanding what they are talking about. I’m talking about people making broad generalizations (Trump, 2015: “When Mexico sends its people, they’re not sending their best. […] They’re sending people that have lots of problems, and they’re bringing those problems with us. They’re bringing drugs. They’re bringing crime. They’re rapists. And some, I assume, are good people.” I’m talking about people citing the words (“Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free”) of a poem placed on the base of the Statue of Liberty as a fund-raising gesture to pay for its completion, and treating it as constitutional law. Get a grip.
I’m an immigrant. My status under Mexican federal law is residente permanente (permanent resident) and I am covered under El Instituto Nacional de Migración (INM), which means legally I am an immigrant because I am someone who has come to live in their country. The United States could consider me an emigrant, because I have chosen to live in a country other than the one where I am a citizen. I am still a citizen of the United States and the State of Ohio (O, H, oh, never mind). I pay all applicable federal and state taxes. I vote. I have a driver’s license (actually two). I did not move for any political reason: I simply found a place I thought my wife and I would really like to retire to, and we do. We have no intention to live anywhere else.
Long ago, people only left their homeland because they had to (refugees or deportees, which by-the-way was the original Latin meaning of expat). Modernity created a push-pull among people seeking a better life for themselves and their children. The Western Hemisphere in general and the United States in particular welcomed such people . . . but always within limits. If you know American history, there are cycles where immigration soars until the resident population reacts, then the tides reverse for a period. Long ago, all of this was legal: the law allowed people to stay and become citizens if they simply made it into the country. At times when the nation became concerned, it could become illegal to do the exact same thing. So please don’t suggest everybody came to the States in the same way.
I choose to be called an expat because it better describes my situation, not to demean anybody else. It galls me when the same people who tell me what pronouns to use try to tell me I’m a racist/class-est/whatever-ist because I choose to call myself an expat. Just honor my chosen noun, like you insist on others pro-nouns. The difference I see is I neither reject my former country nor wish to join my present one. It’s a unique happenstance of modernity that this option is available to people, but it is real. People walking up the Central American isthmus to come to the United States want to become citizens there. If you offered it, about half the world would accept the honor. That’s a big difference between an immigrant/emigrant and an expat.
As an expat, I abide by all the laws of both my country of citizenship and country of residence. There is no escaping US taxation, legally. I am enrolled in Medicare even though it does me practically no good. There are places I can’t go based on US State Department guidance and federal law. I carry a green card, the proof of my Mexican residency, with me at all times. I can be asked to display it even by the tránsito cops who do nothing but enforce traffic laws (or collect bribes). It’s no more an imposition than carrying my US passport when traveling abroad, so don’t lecture me about autocracy and “papers, please.”
My rights as a permanent resident in Mexico are enshrined in the Mexican federal constitution. Read that as you will.* All residentes must avoid becoming involved in Mexican politics. I know American expats who love to protest in public against the current American administration, but don’t seem to realize the possibility if the Mexican federal government wants to side with that administration on some issue, you might be involving yourself in Mexican politics. Ignorance is bliss. Better to avoid it all.
There are gringos who came here when Mexico had no way of keeping track of visitors, decades ago, and simply stayed. Occasionally, they are caught up in a sweep and deported back to the United States or Canada. There is no sturm-und-drang, no Nazi references, no protests. You can’t just come to a country and live there, no matter how peacefully, just because you want to. Many federal police here carry long rifles (you might know them as “assault weapons”) and wear face masks. They aren’t the Latin Gestapo, they are hiding their identities from the cartels. Funny how that works (and for the record, the Gestapo never wore masks: they didn’t need to). They all seem very intimidating until you see a convoy of Guardia Nacional, masked in trucks with crew-served automatic weapons, stuck in a traffic jam and being ignored by all the Mexicans driving around them.
Now on to compassion. Some of my brother-and-sisters-in-Christ (Christians) like to chastise (not literally) those of us who don’t seem sufficiently compassionate to people arriving undocumented, as they say. They cite that Statue of Liberty poem (irrelevant), several Old Testament verses (where do they stand on the rest of the OT?), or Christ’s command to love one another. That last one is indisputable as a command to be compassionate to (i.e., “suffer with”) others. But there is nothing compassionate about encouraging someone from a different and strange culture to uproot themselves from it, travel thousands of miles endangering themselves and their family, all for the better job of mowing your grass, doing your laundry, cleaning your home, or caring for your children. Sorry, that’s not the story Christ was telling.
Likewise, the Holy Family weren’t illegal immigrants/undocumented (they crossed no international border, needed no papers). The Good Samaritan isn’t about government policy, it’s about your personal responsibility. Recall that Jesus told the story to respond to an expert in the religious law who wanted to justify himself . . . funny how people today cite it today to . . . justify themselves. Pot meet kettle. The Good Samaritan didn’t rush to Jerusalem to lobby for universal health care; he simply took care of his neighbor. Anybody wishing to sponsor immigrants with housing and jobs and taking responsibility for them? God bless you. Or forever hold your peace.
I recently had another (yes, it’s happened before) person on social media call me a racist “who was simply afraid to live among all those brown people” (her words). I probably enjoyed too much explaining to her that I live as the palest-of-the-güeros among a nation of what she terms “brown people.”
“It is better to remain silent and be thought a fool than to speak and remove all doubt”
— a paraphrase of Proverbs 17:28
One of the staunchest American voting blocs for strict immigration enforcement is recent legal immigrants. These are the people with the most in common with those illegal or undocumented persons seeking the same advantages. Are they anti-American? Are they racist, or xenophobes? No, they’re just people who have gone about and done the right thing, and resent others who don’t. Nobody likes a line-cutter, but they only cost you a little time. Illegal immigrants have many other costs, costs born not by those same people arguing in their stead.
As an immigrant, I am very pro-immigration. Done correctly, I think it enriches the immigrant and the nation welcoming him/her. There needs to be vetting, limits, rules, and enforcement of each. It amazes me when people act like all the “legalized” immigrants (a temporary status granted by an administration) are completely vetted. How does the US government vet a person from Somalia, where there is no government? From Venezuela, where until recently, the government was antagonistic? From China; do I need to point out they might not have our best interests at heart? Really?
There is no law without enforcement. And when enforcement has been lax, its reinstatement will seem harsh. That’s where America is today. It can’t simply go back to lax enforcement, nor to endless bureaucracy (more judges!), nor opt for an amnesty which just resets the clock on an intolerable situation.
But if you don’t have skin in the immigration game, have a little humility toward those of us who do.
* By the books, the Mexican Constitution is very hard to change, almost as difficult as its famously-intransigent US cousin. In reality, it is one of the most amended existing governing documents, with over 750 article changes since it was promulgated in 1917, and six times as many words as when it was written!






