Yeah, I mean it's more that when somebody starts talking about how much they love this country we start wondering what they're trying to pull- and generally speaking we're right to be suspicious.
My dad was born in 1888 in northern Italy on failed farm land at a poor time in northern Italy’s history.
In 1910 he got work as a dishwasher and toilet cleaner on a ship to England because he heard there was work there.
He sought work in London. You applied to the back door in any establishment you were looking for work in.
He was met with signs on the back doors with bold letters that said, “No dogs, no Italians.”
My family is Italian.
But it was the poor people of London that provided him with work. Enough work that eventually got him work on a ship to the United States.
He made it to the States, became a citizen and joined the United States Army. He fought in World War One and was awarded two Purple Hearts.
He taught me not to judge people by whatever my opinion was or what they looked like, but rather, on their merits
It was the poor people of Great Britain that got him to the states. Had they not, I wouldn’t be here on Maui and probably wouldn’t have existed in the first place.