We believe in love and we love to hate whoever we so choose.
We want peace so much we will physically attack you if you don’t want peace as much as we do.
We won’t let anyone discriminate against immigrants, and won’t discriminate between productive law-abiding immigrants and those who come here illegally, commit crimes or sponge off the system.
We tolerate all except whoever disagrees with us.
We believe that the super rich, the rich, and the upper middle class made their money unethically if not illegally and need to have their wealth redistributed unless they are athletes, musicians, actors, academics, or leftist politicians.
Our right to free speech gives us the right to silence opposing opinions.
We oppose any oppression of Palestinians except those cases that can’t be blamed on Israel only a racist would call that anti-Semitic.
We are the most equal animals on the farm.
We used to be called Communists but now we are called Democrats, and are making the world safe for douchebags, assholes and lowlifes everywhere.
When Guyanese-born NEIL GOUVEIA immigrated to New York at age 7, his mother made a devastating decision to leave one child behind to expedite the family exodus. Six years later, they became US citizens. Now 39, gay and newly conservative, Gouveia takes a tough, unpopular stance against those who cross the border illegally. He shared his story with The Post’s Susan Edelman.
You’ve heard news about families being separated at the US southern border. Legal immigrants have to deal with separation as well. My mother made her own “Sophie’s Choice.”
In Guyana back in 1986, an immigration officer broke the terrible news. After a three-year wait, my mother, Bassodai Gouveia, arrived at the US embassy in Georgetown to pick up visas for our family of nine to go live in America.
“Mrs. Gouveia, we can’t give you the visas,” he told my mom. “You have a sick child. If you brought her to the United States, it would be a huge government expense. And you can’t abandon her.”
When immigrants apply to come to America, they have to go through a complete physical. My sister, Vera, 9, had cerebral palsy. She couldn’t walk or talk and was mostly bed-bound. But she smiled and laughed. When I got a spanking for misbehaving, I would hug Vera, who was 17 months older than me, for comfort.
My mother walked away from the immigration officer, dejected, then suddenly turned around and went back: “Sir, I have an aunt who can take care of my child while we’re in America,” she told him, fibbing. (She actually had a friend who would look after Vera.)
It tore my mother apart, but she had to make a decision to leave Vera behind — or start the application process all over again. She had to sacrifice Vera to save the American dream for the rest of us — me and five kids from her previous marriage along with my father.
When we came to America, we lived in a basement apartment in the South Bronx. Mom and Dad had to hustle and get jobs. There was no time to relax. Dad, a customs official in Guyana, became a janitor. Mom, who had left school when her father died at age 9 to sell fruit, cleaned houses.
Neil Gouveia came to America in 1986 with parents Augustine and Bassodai Gouveia, who were forced to leave his ailing baby sister, Vera (pictured), behind.
One day, a woman whose house she was cleaning saw her crying and asked what was wrong. My mom explained that she had to leave her daughter in Guyana. It so happened that the woman was the principal of a special-needs school. “I’m going to help you.” she promised.
The principal and my mother pleaded with local politicians to petition on her behalf. About six months later, she had a letter granting permission for Vera to enter the US. My mom went back to South America and brought her to New York.
About a month later, Vera came down with pneumonia and died. We were heartbroken, but my mom still felt vindicated. One of her greatest satisfactions in life is knowing that she never gave up on her daughter.
I learned a lot about American culture and traditions from watching sit-coms: “Three’s Company,” “Diff’rent Strokes,” “All in the Family,” “The Jeffersons.” I went to some of the worst elementary and middle schools in the South Bronx but won a scholarship to Monsignor Scanlan High School and escaped a cycle of sub par [sic] education. It gave me the discipline I was not exposed to in the public school system. I earned a bachelor’s degree in communications from St. John’s University in Queens and a master’s degree in education from Baruch College.
Those experiences shaped my “conservative” views on immigration. It took five years after we arrived in the US before we could apply for citizenship. While I was exempt because of my age, 13, mom and dad had to prepare for a naturalization test on American history and government. Mom was the nervous one — she did not have a formal education and the thought of taking an exam terrified her. She and my dad studied for hours to answer the 100 questions that could seal their fate.
On test day, an immigration officer asked 10 questions, and my parents had to answer at least six correctly. Dad passed easily, but mom barely made it. At the official ceremony, I stood with my parents, bursting with pride, as they took the citizenship oath and pledged allegiance to the US flag. At that moment, I, too, became an American citizen. If under age 18, the children of a naturalized parent are automatically granted the same status.
I remained defiant because my parents’ journey here was not easy, and I could not betray the country that has done so much for me Today, if someone hops the US border and gives birth to a child, that child gets the exact same benefit that took my parents eight years to achieve. They waited their turn, but babies born to illegal immigrants in the US automatically become citizens. That’s a huge flaw in our immigration system.
What President Trump is pitching is already practiced in Australia and Canada. They’re very selective about who they admit. I also think it’s legitimate to separate children, initially, to verify whom they really belong to. If these people don’t have documents to prove the children belong to them, border agents have to act in their best interest. Human and child trafficking is a huge problem.
Before the 2016 presidential campaign, I didn’t fully understand how the left and right operated. I was always fed the narrative that since I was a person of color — my mother of Indian descent, my father Portuguese — an immigrant and gay that I had to follow a script: Support the Democratic Party and liberal values; conservatives were the boogeyman. After Trump won the election, my friends instantly wanted him to fail as a leader. I would explain that if he failed, we failed. This point of view was met with heavy backlash and a barrage of insults. Anyone who showed any type of support toward Trump was deemed the enemy.
People accused me of turning my back on minorities and their struggle. I remained defiant because my parents’ journey here was not easy, and I could not betray the country that has done so much for me.
But speaking my mind became isolating. People with whom I had shared many amazing years of friendship allowed politics to divide us. Dozens of my liberal friends stopped talking to me or unfriended [sic] me on social media. I tried to suppress my political views when meeting new people. I was passive and bit my tongue on many occasions. I wasn’t being true to myself. I felt like I was in the closet all over again.
Amid the backlash, however, I did meet people who looked past politics and not only accepted me but admired that I dared to be different in liberal-dominated NYC. One of those people is my partner, Dan. Although he does not agree with many of my views, he respects them.
I’m fortunate to be a US citizen because I’m able to live a quality life and enjoy the benefits this country has to offer. I find it disheartening when people gripe about being oppressed in America, especially other immigrants. I firmly believe that living in America is a privilege. This country is truly the land of opportunities.
Neil Gouveia, 39, lives in Washington Heights and works as a higher-education fund-raiser.
I can’t remember a president in my lifetime that inspired, instigated and incited more hatred.
But all this hatred resides in the hearts of not those who support Trump, but of those who hate him.
Just like Nixon, Reagan and Bush, except this hatred is pathological and obsessive.
Sadly, the most virulent haters are pawns of those powers in media and government who are the stars of their very own scripted morality play.
Now that Russian collusion is on a fast track to nowhere and Stormy Daniels is stripping in towns not even big enough for a single A minor league team, the attention is focused on the children.
The children that Trump single-handedly kidnapped from their parents and brought them here to live their lives in cages.
Forget the fact that the heartbreaking images on display were taken when Obama was president or that the law passed by congress calls for the separation of parents and children who entered illegally, or many of the children are being brought here either without parents or by human traffickers.
What I want to know is when did Democrats become some enamored of maintaining intact family units.
For decades they have devised policies and programs that incentivize broken homes for the sake of receiving government assistance.
For decades they have championed the act of choosing to be a single mother as one of bravery and innovation.
Now they take a page from the “palestinian” playbook and compare anything they want to oppose as equal to Hitler and Nazis.
Just when you think they can’t go lower…surprise, surprise.
Democrats — siding with America’s enemies since 1860.
I had no intention of watching the SOTU address last night.
For years they have been a laundry list of lies, half-truths, promises never intended to be kept, long on unmemorable clichés and short on substance.
The spectacle of one side of the room erupting in euphoric standing ovations at the end of every sentence while the other side sits in stony silence no matter what is said never fails to strike me as pathetic.
Like I said, I never watch the State of the Union but my wife wanted to hear what the president has to say about her new American heroes, the “dreamer children”.
I think she picked up a brain virus from the yentas on Facebook.
I’m glad I listened to her as the experience was most enlightening.
At the very least it was refreshing not to hear what a horrible country the USA is and how wicked its inhabitants are unless they are indigent, recently arrived and have a dark complexion.
On a slightly deeper level it was a masterful performance of flourishing rhetoric, maintaining an engaging delivery and never bogging down in any one particular subject matter.
But the true genius of it, and its iconic stature lies in how it has ripped the veil from those who call themselves Democrats.
The visual spectacle of their reactions to the spoken word clearly demonstrated to the world what the Democrats stand for and what they are against.
In no particular order they are for;
Penury Crime Drug addiction Illegal immigration Hatred Polarization Disease Unemployment
Likewise, they are against;
Mom Apple pie America God Decency Family Unity
Today someone referred to themselves as a Rockefeller Republican.
I said that’s nice, he’s dead for forty-two years. I’m a Trump Republican.
Well it’s just about one year since the inauguration and the burning question is this:
Why is it that all the libtards who said they would move to Canada if Trump got elected are still here?
His crime against humanity has morphed from colluding with the Russians, to being mentally unfit to govern, to being a blatant racist.
Just how many Americans on an annual basis emigrate to Haiti or Somalia?
Ever since immigrants have been coming here they have been coming to either avoid persecution or to escape some shithole.
Would the Irish have come here if the potato famine ( funny how there was enough of a crop to feed the English) hadn’t turned the place into a shithole for them.
How many Jews would be here if the Czar hadn’t made eastern Europe a shithole for them so his one-third plan would succeed: One third dies, one third leaves and one third converts from Judaism.
Nobody is leaving a position as an investment banker to wash dishes in a Denny’s.
The call of the subversive is to shelter under the cloak of noble immigrant and persecuted refugee every fence-jumping felon and jihadist that makes it through.
The immigrant is the new “noble savage”, a patronizing and racist fabrication that was the image of American Indians.
Does “I love my children so much I robbed a bank to give them the means to achieve their dream” get me safe haven in a sanctuary city?
The bigger point here is that calling some one a racist is less an act of exposing an injustice and more of making sure your opponent is occupied with defending himself and you now control the narrative.
Samuel Grosvenor Wood, A mid century Hollywood director, testified before the House Un-American activities Committee in 1947.
“If you mention you are opposed to the Communist Party, then you are anti-labor, anti-Semitic or anti-Negro and you will end up being called a fascist, but they never start that until they find out that you are opposed to the Communist Party.”
Control the narrative – flip that shit –
If some one bashes Trump ask them why they are a Communist.
I lost count of the number of Democrat morons prattling on about Trump being a puppet of the Russians and now that he’s president the Russians will take over the U.S.
My entire life the Democrats were the stalwarts of justice defending the Russians against any accusations of malfeasance levied against them.
They had no spies here, they were not the enemy, they were not supportive of our enemies, neither were they working to subvert our way of life.
If you thought otherwise you were a war mongering right wing paranoid.
What makes them the big bad wolf all of a sudden?
Is it because they are not Communists anymore?
The party elders of today are the jetsam and flotsam of humanity who waved Vietcong flags while our friends and neighbors were fighting and dying.
Daniel Patrick Moynihan, former U.S ambassador to the U.N, aid to Presidents Kennedy, Johnson, Nixon and Ford, and United States Senator- NY (Democrat) would be demonized, disowned and beaten with his own shillelagh by today’s Democrats for what he stood for in his lifetime.
Interspersing his government positions with a Harvard professorship, he hit the nail on the head in 1968 when referring to the “liberal left and totalitarian left” as “elitist, unpatriotic, unreasonable and illiberal” and “a mob of college professors, millionaires, flower children and Radcliffe girls.”
If he could only see them now.
There is a long pedigree of racism and anti-American treason in the Democrat resume.
Let me quote Oliver Morton, Governor of Indiana, who said in 1866, “Every bounty jumper, every deserter, every sneak who ran away from the draft calls himself a Democrat.”
In short, the Democratic party may be described as a common sewer and loathsome receptacle, into which is emptied every element of treason North and South, every element of inhumanity and barbarism which has dishonored the age.”
Their endless tide of pap and swill continues to spew forth from their lying maws, directed at anyone who doesn’t adhere to their self-righteous hypocrisies.
God save you if you don’t believe in open borders or that the money you work for belongs to you, or that guns in the hands of criminals, not lawful citizens, is a problem.
For those of you looking to stand your ground, we offer the following TMQ2 therapeutic prescription.
The next time one of these invertebrates mouths off, look them in the eye and say the following;