Speech on Mexican Immigrants

[Filuwaúrdjan]

All occupations which demand little or no skill are open to the Mexicans. Of course, the dissolute, volatile, and drunken Mexicans are unfitted for tasks which demand either a regular apprenticeship or that degree of skill which can only be secured by a long period of unremitting application to one's job

The Mexicans have also brought with them filth and intemperance. Dirty habits, which have become second nature to the Mexicans, do no great harm in the countryside where the population is scattered. On the other hand, the dangerous situation which develops when such habits are practised among the crowded population of big cities, must arouse feelings of apprehension and disgust. Among the nasty habits which the Mexicans have brought with them is that of emptying all their filth and refuse out of the front door, and this causes filthy puddles and heaps of garbage to accumulate and so a whole district is rapidly polluted. The Mexicans have brought with them the habit of building pigsties immediately adjacent to their houses. If that is not possible, the Mexican allows the pig to shares his own sleeping quarters. This new, abnormal method of rearing livestock in the large towns is entirely of Mexican origin. The Mexican loves his pig as much as the Arab loves his horse. The only difference is that the Mexican sells his pig when it is fat enough for slaughter. The Mexican eats and sleeps with his pig, the children play with the pig, ride on its back and roll about in the filth with it.

Two things make life supportable to the Mexican - his tequila and his lively, happy-go-lucky disposition. He drinks himself into a state of brutish intoxication. Everything combines to drive the Mexican to drink - his light-hearted temperament, akin to that of the Irish, his coarseness, which drags him virtually to the level of a savage, his contempt for normal human pleasures, which he is incapable of appreciating because of his degraded condition, combined with his dirty habits and his abject poverty. The temptation is so great, that he cannot resist it; whenever he has any money in his pocket he tosses it down his throat in the form of whiskey. What else is to be expected?

So it is not surprising that a social class already degraded by capitalism and its immediate consequences should be still further degraded by having to live alongside and compete with the uncivilised Mexicans.

[dead0man]

I feel like I'm being wooshed, but I'm not sure how. 

(not like that's never happened before)

[Lief 🗽]

Al, supposedly the champion of the worker, is pulling a page right out of the bourgeois playbook: setting worker against worker, on the question of race, ethnicity or religion. All workers are brothers, and plots to divide us are nothing more than the pathetic flailings of the dying capitalist parasite system. True supporters of the noble Atlasian worker should reject Al's hollow ramblings.

[Meeker]

Al, supposedly the champion of the worker, is pulling a page right out of the bourgeois playbook: setting worker against worker, on the question of race, ethnicity or religion. All workers are brothers, and plots to divide us are nothing more than the pathetic flailings of the dying capitalist parasite system. True supporters of the noble Atlasian worker should reject Al's hollow ramblings.

Hear, hear comrade!

[minionofmidas]

Who's that you're quoting, again? Carlyle? What a bourgeois writer to have read, comrade.

[Filuwaúrdjan]

Who's that you're quoting, again? Carlyle? What a bourgeois writer to have read, comrade.

Carlyle would indeed be an appallingly bourgeois writer to have read. I, however, did not read Carlyle, comrade, as I do not read the ramblings of reactionary hacks of the early period capitalist state. But I do read Engels, comrade.

[afleitch]

Who's that you're quoting, again? Carlyle? What a bourgeois writer to have read, comrade.

Carlyle would indeed be an appallingly bourgeois writer to have read. I, however, did not read Carlyle, comrade, as I do not read the ramblings of reactionary hacks of the early period capitalist state. But I do read Engels, comrade.

Sounds like something Keir Hardie would say...

[Southern Senator North Carolina Yankee]

If I was Mexican or of any Hispanic orgin I would be mildly offended, actually I would darn right pissed off. Lucky for Al that I am not.