Tagged: u.s. customs & border protection

Stuck on stupid.

An immigrant’s encounter with, and processing by, the Customs & Border Protection Agency amounts to de facto permission by the U.S. government for permanent residency in the United States.

The petty tyranny of big government.

The prominent positioning of the words “We the People” on my passport formed an almost unbearable irony as I clutched it while waiting to clear customs at New York’s JFK airport last Sunday.