Go Lakers

Last week I became a short term Lakers fan. Yes, me. A long time Utah Jazz stalwart. How did this happen? How could this happen? The Jazz were dominated by a superior Laker team. Pau Gasol has the most annoying facial expressions and reactions since Vlade Divac. How could I possibly cheer for a tall Neanderthal like him when he plays against Amare Stoudemire, one of my favorite NBA ballers? The answer is this: the Suns‘ organization‘s capitulation to the illegal immigrant lobby by altering their team‘s jersey from “Phoenix Suns“ to “Los Suns” on Cinco de Mayo.  This was openly done to express political opposition to the state of Arizona's recent illegal immigration bill.  Phil Jackson’s chastising call for an apolitical NBA forced my hand to favor the Lakers. “Basketball Without Borders” is fine, Steve Nash. Nations without borders is an entirely different animal. Stick to putting a ball in a cylinder and running a pick and roll.

I could get into the federal government’s constitutional obligation to secure and defend the nation’s sovereign border. I could get into the fact that the Arizona law that sparked the “Los Suns” foolishness does nothing above and beyond what federal law would do if it were enforced. I could get into a long, long line of reasoning why E Pluribus Unum is so vital to national stability and heavily support it with historical precedent. I could do a long overview of how commonality of language is a key element of national unity.  I could write pages and pages of the long term dangers involved with the Balkanization of the United States. I could compare and contrast the attitude of the immigrants of yesteryear with the attitudes too many immigrants harbor today and could rest my case on last week’s incident in the Morgan Hill school district. I could analyze the increasing personal need of far too many Americans to be victims of some “ism” or other and its impact on the national psyche. I could address the race relation damages caused by race baiters like agitator Al Sharpton. I could give my heartfelt conviction that the race of the American doesn’t matter. I could declare in the best prose I possess that only his or her allegiance to the Constitution‘s original intent and American tradition are my concern, not ethnicity, not race.  I could give substantive reasoning and evidence supporting everything I write and the people who oppose American sovereignty and independence and support the illegal immigrant lobby and a Balkanized America will simply say, “You racist.” Their argument boils down to a prejudicial pejorative, so why bother? Go Lakers.