[Content Note: Racism; xenophobia.]
It's always fun when people come at me with anti-immigration bullshit (i.e. dogwhistled racism) to remind them that I'm married to an immigrant, and then watch them stammer and try to explain to me that they didn't mean that kind of immigrant.
The more clever among them will try to assert they are making a distinction between documented and undocumented immigrants.
But we all know what the real difference is.
"I don't think the piece of paper my husband has to document his immigration says much about him as a person," I say, and challenge them to explain to me why it says something to them.
[Related Reading: The Language of Immigration; Quote of the Day.]
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