tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318880.post42348859325317075..comments2024-01-13T15:34:42.074-05:00Comments on Fighting in the Shade™: Travelogue: Stranger in a Strange LandΛΕΟΝΙΔΑΣhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04976785560712692275noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318880.post-74009211457127654242011-08-11T00:44:22.249-04:002011-08-11T00:44:22.249-04:00Sorry to hear you and the Mrs dined in Hell. My li...Sorry to hear you and the Mrs dined in Hell. My little story doesn't quite measure up.<br /><br />I recently visited my family back in New Jersey. We went to visit Ellis Island where our ancestors landed on these shores.<br /><br />Before boarding the ferry, you must go through "airport-like" security. My elderly aunt warned the security that she had had knee replacement surgery. Of course, she set off the metal detector and they had to wand her. But after the wand, the also gave her a pat down search.<br /><br />Now I'm sure even a Helot would know the difference between a Spartan and a Persian on site, but apparently the security at Liberty Park couldn't recognize an old Caucasian woman whose knees lit up like a Christmas tree as NOT a God-damned goat-loving Muslim terrorist.<br /><br />When we got to Ellis Island, we learned that they processes 5000-7000 immigrants per day through a medical and legal review. Only 2% were turned away, half for medical conditions and half for having no apparent means of earning a living.<br /><br />So your wife's problem is that she arrived on our shores 100 years too late. Back then they would turn up her eye lids with a button hook looking for trichinella, and make sure she had a wedded spouse with a marriage right there on the island.<br /><br />Welcome home to the land of the semi-free and the home of some of the brave.Hot Samhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10848778804406692799noreply@blogger.com