Open thread Feb. 11, 2020 Dan Crawford | February 11, 2020 11:33 am Tags: open thread Comments (1) | Digg Facebook Twitter |
Whenever I find myself talking to trump voters (happened way too much in AZ, I have not yet gone outside in ILL. other than food) I always tell them the same thing.
Basically, that my opinion of him hasn’t changed in more than 30 years. The smart ones tend to move the conversation on to other things, the lost always ask what that opinion is. I tell them that I think he is a worthless lying deadbeat and one of the worst people in the world and has been such for a long time.
When they ask what has he done to you that makes you feel that way. I point ot two friends back east who lost their businesses because trump refused to pay. One had little real capital and couldn’t eve put up a decent fight. The other was fairly established and put up a lot of money for attorneys and still ended up with pennies on the dollar.
He is still the same.
“The United States Has a Deadbeat Leader, So We Won’t Be Paying Our Debts
The latest to get stiffed with the check are the Hmong, whose Arkansas football dynasty I wrote about a few years back.
MANCHESTER, NEW HAMPSHIRE—The president* dropped by on Monday night to swap lies with the people who so love to be lied to. He kept it under an hour, which is a rare thing for him nowadays. However, back in Washington, his cruelty, which by now is a thing that lives and breathes and hates quite on its own, marched steadily onward. From Wisconsin Public Radio:
‘In late January, U.S. Secretary of State Mike Pompeo met with Lao foreign minister Saleumxay Kommasith. In a recently surfaced letter dated Feb. 3, U.S. Rep. Betty McCollum said the administration “is negotiating with (Laos) to allow for the deportation of longtime Hmong and Lao residents of the United States back to the country of their birth.” McCollum, a Minnesota Democrat, blasted the policy as “a direct attack on my constituents and their family members” and called the proposal “unconscionable.” The proposal could reportedly affect more than 4,500 Hmong and Lao U.S. residents who are not citizens and who have committed crimes or have deportation orders against them. These individuals have mostly been safe from deportation because of a long history of human rights violations against the Hmong by the Communist government of Laos.’
No group of people were so cruelly betrayed by our fiasco in Southeast Asia as were the Hmong. They fought in our wars for us there, and then, when we left, we cut them completely loose and left them at the mercy of their—and our—enemies. Since they fought in Laos, where we weren’t supposed to be fighting, we disavowed them. Back in 2011, I wrote a piece for Sports Illustrated about how the Hmong refugees had become the keystone of a small high school’s football dynasty in the hills of Arkansas. I met a man named Thong Moua, a Hmong farmer whose son, Charly, played for little Magazine High School. This is how Thong Moua became an American:
‘ One day in 1972, government troops came to Thong Moua’s village, Long Tieng, and told him he was a soldier. He was 13. He fought for three years in a stubborn, brave guerrilla action for which his people paid an almost unimaginable price. Some 35,000 Hmong soldiers died in battle, according to Keith Quincy, whose book Harvesting Pa Chay’s Wheat is the best account of the war the Hmong waged on behalf of the U.S. That toll, Quincy points out, would be “comparable to America’s having lost 16.5 million men in combat.”
Moua lived for a year in a refugee camp in Thailand. The Hmong fighters had been promised that if the war went sour, they’d be repatriated to the U.S. Like so many things about that time, that promise had a sell-by date. Only a few thousand Hmong were repatriated. The rest stayed in the camps, and life in the camps was nightmarish, in part because the Thai government didn’t want the Hmong there, but also because some Hmong leaders involved themselves in the drug trade. Fortunately, charitable organizations, especially church groups, stepped in and sponsored the movement of thousands of other Hmong to the U.S.
A church group placed Moua in Rhode Island, and then he moved to Massachusetts, where he worked factory jobs and where Charly was born. Moua stayed there until he heard from his uncle that Tyson was offering land and farms for the Hmong to work in Arkansas. The Hmong were farmers, and chickens had a special place in their culture dating back through the millennia. (An ancient Hmong legend credits a rooster with having saved the world.) Moua moved his family to Magazine six years ago and set up his chicken houses. His sons enrolled in school, and they began to play football, the way other Hmong children had before them.
The Hmong wanted this country badly, and this country owed them a debt that it did not owe to many of the other immigrant populations that arrived here. Now, having partially paid that off, the United States is proposing to stiff them on the rest of what we owe, and ship them back to a country that they do not know, and in which they could be killed. We are a deadbeat country, following a deadbeat leader, who never met someone he couldn’t stick with the check.”