Technically, they did it yesterday and my birthday is today; but I’ll take it personally anyway, since the timing is suspicious.
In a 6-3 decision yesterday, the Supremes ruled in favor of birthright citizenship, the suicidal notion that non-Americans can invade the country illegally, give birth, and the child is just as much a citizen as is a descendant of George Washington. Even if the baby is taken back out of the country immediately, grows up in another country, and joins an army there and fights against America in a war — he has all the rights of U. S. citizenship that I do. Why? For the simple reason that his mother managed to get across the border in time for him to be born, probably at taxpayer expense.
This is a continuation of the suicidal impulse that motivates so much of modern America. “We’ve had this place long enough. We never should have been here anyway. Open all the gates and let the rest of the world come and take it.”
No one knows how many illegals are here now, but 80 million is a number that gets repeated a lot. The fact that we have plenty of room for more people in, say, Nevada is not relevant. As Ann Coulter has insisted over the past decade, immigration is the preeminent issue because it determines who can vote. What does the third world care about our Bill of Rights? What does the second amendment mean to them? Her book was excellently titled ¡Adios, America! the Left’s plan to turn our country into a third world hellhole.
The U. S. Constitution’s 14th amendment does say that someone born here is a citizen. It was a Reconstruction measure to make sure that former slaves would have civil rights. Those who passed the measure never imagined that it would give the country to just anybody who could sneak in. And it happens to have the phrase in it “and subject to the jurisdiction thereof,” meaning it was to apply to persons born here and subject to U. S. jurisdiction. That is the opposite of an illegal alien.
There is talk in Washington about passing laws and amending the Constitution. I’m not hopeful. Like the War for Southern Independence, sometimes you just lose.