Somewhere, somehow – immigration to the U.S. or Canada has morphed from a privilege to a right. Slowly those from foreign lands have infiltrated our countries, legally and illegally to the point where their voices and their needs trump our own. We have become the outsiders.
My grandfather arrived on Ellis Island in April, 1900. He was told to change his name, learn English, become a productive member of and integrate into U.S. culture. He married, had two daughters one my mother, and worked as a porter in a NYC high rise. He never ONCE complained or protested. Does that sound like the immigrant of today?
Dramatically call it “hate” if you wish, I couldn’t care less.  Unorthodox as Trump may be, he’s correct. You either have borders or you don’t. You can do what you like, but I’m not giving up MY country – one that I dutifully defended – to those who have little respect for our laws and customs – without a fight.