Speaker. this refusal to recognize repression and to support its victims Is not in the great tradition of American compassion as noted In a recent letter to the editor of one of my local newspapers. F. Russell Millin of Kansas City adapts the classic poem of Emma Lazarus to read: Give me your tired. your poor. your Huddled masses yearning to breathe free. The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these. the homeless. tempesttost to me. But not the Haitian or the darkskinned refugees Tis not for them I lift the lamp beside the golden door. This update of a quintessentally American poem was made necessary by recent actions of the executive and judicial branches of government.
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