Let's Get Our Labels Straight, Folks. It's Not That Hard.
"Why are we calling a house guest by the same name as a burglar? It just doesn't add up."
You know, I’ve been watching the news lately, listening to all this talk about "immigrants" and "human entrants," and it gets me thinking. It really does. It's as if someone, somewhere, decided that clarity was overrated, and confusion was the new hot trend. And frankly, it’s driving me a little batty.
Now, I'm not here to tell anyone what to think about immigration. That's a whole other can of worms, and frankly, I don't have enough hours in the day to unravel that mess. But what I do want to talk about, what I scratch my head over, is the words we use. Words, you see, they mean things. Or at least, they're supposed to.
When we talk about someone like Mrs. Henderson, who came here legally from India back in '72, put in forty years as a nurse in the NHS, paid her taxes, raised her kids, and probably volunteers at the local hospice on Tuesdays – she's an immigrant. A legal immigrant. She followed the rules. She waited her turn. She contributed. She’s part of the fabric now. You might not see her in a fancy hotel, but she built a home here, brick by brick, just like millions before her. Her skin color might be different from yours, or mine, but her contributions? They're as British as a cup of tea on a rainy afternoon.
But then, you've got these other folks. The ones we see on the telly, stepping off dinghies in the English Channel. The ones who, by all accounts, didn't use the front door. They didn't apply for a visa. They didn't wait in line. They simply, and often quite forcefully, broke the rules to get here. Now, call them what you want – "asylum seekers," "migrants," "people on boats" – but let's be honest. They're illegal entrants. Or perhaps, to be even more precise, unauthorized arrivals. They're not "immigrants" in the same sense as Mrs. Henderson. They haven't spent years proving their worth, learning the language, paying their dues. They've just… arrived.
And here’s where my head really starts to spin. Why do we keep lumping them all together? It’s like saying your cousin Mildred, who politely RSVP'd and brought a casserole to your family reunion, is the same as the fellow who smashed your window, climbed through, and is now raiding your fridge. They both "entered" your home, sure. But one’s a guest, and the other’s a thief. Or at least, they entered under very, very different pretenses.
The news, bless its heart, often seems to use terms like "human entrants" or just "immigrants" for both groups. It’s almost as if they're deliberately trying to muddy the waters, making it harder for people to have a sensible conversation. And a sensible conversation, let me tell you, is precisely what we need.
Because here's the kicker: The discussion shouldn't be about whether we like immigrants. It should be about how we stop illegal entries. It should be about upholding the rule of law. It should be about fairness to those who actually do follow the rules. And frankly, it should be about why these unauthorized arrivals are ending up in four-star hotels, on the taxpayer's dime, while our own struggling families are counting pennies.
So, next time you hear someone talking about "immigrants," just pause for a moment. Ask yourself: Are they talking about Mrs. Henderson, the nurse, who built a life here legally and honorably? Or are they talking about someone who bypassed the entire system, arriving without permission? Because until we start calling things what they are, until we distinguish between a welcomed guest and an uninvited, rule-breaking intrusion, we're never going to get to the bottom of this. And that, my friends, is just plain common sense.