The trip to Panama has changed me. I had been reporting on the situation for a long time, making note of the oddities of border patrol lifting up wire fencing, removing other barriers, and supplying ‘migrants’ with cell phones and plane tickets.
But now I get it.
I knew I was going to have to come home, think about it, and sleep on it before it would gel, and it has. I’m sure I’ll deepen that understanding as time goes on, but I’m an exceptionally fast adjuster and I’m probably the majority of the way there.
In today’s scouting report, I build off of a fragment of a conversation with Michael Yon and explore the idea that it’s now or never. The West is being invaded, there are no other words that describe what’s going on nearly as well.
One vital distinction that I will draw out in the larger piece I am preparing for Friday (with a public and private part) is that ‘immigration’ and “migration” are not interchangeable words.
Immigration refers to a deliberate process of careful selection, not unlike what a landlord might undertake to select a tenant.
Migration is an uncontrolled process whereby anybody who shows up is let into the country. It is a tool of invasion.
The signs are everywhere. It’s unmistakable. The West is being invaded.
Eventually the options skinny down to just two; fight or flight.