“Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost, to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”
The world observes an attack on the United States of America.
Why do you travel, Andy? I travel to meet people.
As I travel the world meeting new friends and new countries, people ask questions with curiosity.
Often probing, accusatory, like I am going to tell, or maybe admit something is wrong with my country.
I travel because I can. I believe that I can do anything. Because I am free.
I am awake at 4:00 in the morning in Europe. Writing this letter, and wondering to myself “Why am I here? What am I doing? Why do I feel compelled to rise every day at 6:00 or 7:00. I am a hobo. But still I a little voice in my head says… “Yes, the earlier the better” While the world sleeps.
Hobo’s left to look for jobs in other cities. Hopping on trains, walking, living by any means necessary, and go where they wanted. A small ragged symbol of individual freedom.
“I shall fear no evil” Because I come from a race of immigrants who paid the price of freedom.
I feel very sad for those who died.
But then I feel and act to a dangerous thought! They have granted permission. How stupid can they be?
To attack an immigrant people that have paid the price. That will pay the price. If 1 person would be adequate, they will send 10,000 If 1 US Dollar is enough, they will spend a 1,000,000,000 If the estimated time of completion is only 1 day. They will work forever.
A people that have a culture.
That says… I CAN DO ANYTHING!
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Life is good.
Hobo Stew (A Dish of Meat and Vegetables)