I am reposting this person's first person account of how illegal immigrants have destroyed his life (Disclaimer: I do not condone calling Mexicans (illegal or legal) "wetbacks" as it degrading and discriminatory, however, I wanted to share the post as it was written):
I moved here to Los Angeles from Maine in 2002 and wetbacks have ruined my life since.
Jan 3, 2002: I move to LA. I pay 225k for a comfortable condo in the artists' district.
Feb. 17, 2002: Wetbacks begin to congregate outside my building selling drugs.
Feb. 28, 2002: One of said wetbacks broke into residence and robbed myself and three other condo owners. They are caught in a CC servailance camera. They steal about 6k in property from me. Two wetbacks are later rounded up and do time. I still never get compensation for it.
August 2002: The owner of nearby apartment and condo complexes strike a deal with HUD to rent apartments below market value for Section 8.
November 2002: Wetbacks start crawling in to the neighborhood
December 2002: Humans start leaving the area.
July 2003: The whole area looks like a third world country. There are beer cans and potato chip bags and even SHITTY DIAPERS strewn across lawns and in the gutter. Graffiti is everywhere, and every night illegal immigrants play their awful ranchero music full-blast. My property value has plummeted.
October 2003: More wetbacks move in and my condo is almost worthless. No one in their right mind wants to live here, so I have to sell to another wetback family (3 adults and 7 kids in a two-bedroom!!!) for $70k. The condos in Westwood and Burbank are now almost double in worth. Mine is less than a third. Wetbacks costs me about $150k.
May 2004: I've moved away and thankfully have a few months of peace. One day I have lunch at a cafe and get seriously ill. It turns out I've contracted acute hepatitis from the strawberries in a fruit salad because the wetbacks who picked the fruit don;'t wash their hands after taking a dump. I spend almost a week in the hospital and have to pay shitloads in medical bills.
Dec. 13, 2005: An uninsured wetback driving drunk blindsides my car. My car is totaled. The man is an illegal immigrant from El Salvador and has been responsible for THREE prior drunk driving incidents, one involving a little girl two years back. We are both taken to county hospital with moderate to serious injuries. I leave the hospital a day later with a chronic injury, thousands of dollars in co-payments, and no car. He leaves the hospital the same day with no medical bills because he was an illegal and thus got free Medi-Cal insurance and only 30 days for drunk driving. He didn't even serve the time, because he fled back to his Latin American shithole after his hommies used their welfare to post his bail.
Jan. 6, 2007: My brand new car is stolen and stripped by a wetback. Fortunately I had GOOD insurance and they caught the little fucker. He was an illegal immigrant from Mexico and had been deported TWICE, once after serving a sentence for molesting a 12 year old girl.
March 22, 2007: I am riding my biycle in the bike lane when a wetback on a cell phone crashed right into me. He stopped long enough to put down his phone, look at me, and shout "oh shit!" before driving away. None of the wetbacks who saw the whole accident even bothered to call the police or take down his license plate number. Once again, I am left with a long-lasting physical injury and thouands of dollars in medical co-payments. This wetback drives away unscathed. Since all the beaners nearby didn't have the decency to even all the police to get this dangerous driver off the streets, I can only hope his next victim is one of his own. Then I'll turn on the news and see the thing's fat ass mother wailing in Spanish about her little Julio.
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