Guarding the Northern Border

Mark Steyn brilliantly juxtaposes federal policy at the Canadian border, where millions of dollars in “stimulus” money are being spent to ensure security at border crossings no one uses, with the southern border, where Arizona ranchers lie awake at night listening to illegals in their yards:

I gave a speech for the Goldwater Institute in Tucson a few weeks back, and several people came up from the border to see me. Like many letter writers I’ve heard from since, they told tales of living in remote properties where every night illegals cross their land. They lie awake at night frightened for their children and listening for footsteps in the yard. In effect, the sovereignty of the United States of America no longer applies in this territory – and John Morton and the Department of Homeland Security are entirely cool with that.

Governing a country well is hard, as past administrations have shown. But it is strange to be governed by officials who, as a matter of policy, are deliberately undermining our sovereignty and weakening our nation.
Of course, the world that Barack Obama and his cronies inhabit is far removed from that of the frightened Arizona ranchers. Byron York notes the extraordinary glitz of the Obama White House; here, the President parties with Mexico’s President Calderon at a gala event–they erected an enormous structure on the White House lawn–at which Beyonce entertained:
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So, your family’s physical security is threatened by illegal immigration? Sorry to break the news, but I don’t think Barack Obama cares.

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