"Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"
The New Colossus, Emma Lazarus, 1883
If one don't have the heart to see the basic decency of not imprisoning a terminally ill child... I'm not sure there is anything they couldn't be convinced to do.
If someone threatens me with violence, can I go live in any country I want and have my expensive disease treated?
At any rate the effect of these asylum seekers on the hospital system in the U.S. pales in comparison to the private equity vampires stripping it for parts while getting abject dummies like you to blame "the migrants."
actionfromafar•7mo ago