On (food) Immigration. in Whey and Sonic Screwdrivers.

Every generation has been afraid of immigration, which baffles me. The Irish invaded, and what do we have? Potatos. The Japanese invaded, and we have sushi. The Italians invaded, and we have pizza. The Indians invaded, and we have chicken tikka masala. The Mexicans invaded, and we have burritos and tacos.

It’s a food analogy, get over it.

When people come to this country, they bring their culture. For the most part, they bring the better of their culture and it ends up being incorporated into American culture. You really want to build a wall with Mexico and wish “mexicans” had never been here? That’s wishing TACOS AND BURRITOS HAD NEVER BEEN HERE.

Fuck you, I love burritos.

Have you had middle-eastern food? I haven’t. Maybe it’s awesome. Maybe it’s amazing. Maybe it’s shit like Thai food. I can tolerate their food, but man, it’s just not my thing. Ah, but does Murica put down the Thai? Exactly.

Civilians don’t come here to overthrow you, but to belong. We’re supposed to accept people. If we prove them wrong, what does that say about us?

In conclusion, like a middle school paper, I love burritos and I’d adore if another culture could bring me a BETTER BURRITO.

Last updated November 25, 2015