Let Juan come over!
Red Rover … Red Rover
Let Abeo come over!
By Stephen L. Wilmeth
We’ve been
horseback much of the week.
No, we are
aren’t branding yet. We moved our cow herd in our planned, ongoing rotation
program. Wednesday was a bigger day than expected, but the cows are moved save
where gates are or will be left open by monument seekers and city challenged
adventurers who seem to think their lives exist in a vacuum of importance.
The result
is an ongoing challenge of patience and competing demands.
What was
accomplished, though, was more than just moving a cow herd to fresh pasture.
Every time miles and hours are spent horseback much more is revealed than
expected. Adjustments to time in pasture, concepts of pasture infrastructure
improvements, or reminders of preferential use patterns are revealed. It just
wouldn’t happen by viewing the pasture through the windshield of a pickup.
It is also
cathartic.
A horse is
simply a good partner in thought sessions. He provides a tangential link to
what partnerships with our managed surroundings can truly be. Invariably, I
come away with a better perspective of many things.
Let
Juan come over!
After
church last Sunday, a trip to the ranch was necessary. Our bull, the swimmer,
needed attention and feed. His senseless stunt of jumping into a steel rim
storage caused as much grief to the ranch operation as it did to him. He needs
daily attention and worry.
Arriving at
the 116 interchange and our off ramp, though, was met with flashing lights and
the gathering of officials from three agencies. Since it was ranch property
where the junta was taking place, a discussion was in order.
“What’s
going on?”
It was
revealed that a missing person’s vehicle had been located with the tracks of
the missing headed to parts unknown. Two deputies with their tongues extended
were hanging onto their vehicles having tracked the person to a locked gate
several miles north. More Border Patrol officials were still out, yet another,
was leaving upon our arrival. He was central in the initial discussion.
The missing
person search would go on in the backdrop (in fact it would go on for two more
full days before being called off with no results), but the agent’s
conversation became a higher point of focus. He wasn’t even a local assigned
agent. He was from Lordsburg and had stopped to offer help when he, too,
noticed the flashing lights.
It was
learned he was assigned to the horse patrol in the CBP Lordsburg operation. Why
he wasn’t attending to his assigned duties was what is happening across the
entire southern border. He was ferrying illegals apprehended in Lordsburg to El
Paso for further processing. All attention has been refocused simply dealing
with the daily assaults by family groups at points of entry.
“Is anybody
mounted and riding?”
“Nope.”
“So, you
are ferrying people to El Paso,” was the emerging point of concern. “Are your
colleagues similarly reassigned?”
The answer
was yes, and the cartels are smiling. The El Paso Sector has joined the Rio
Grande Valley and the Tucson Sectors as America’s soft underbelly with only a
conditionally protected international boundary.
Just days
before, the agent’s Sector Chief, Aaron Hull, reported to the Dona Ana County
Commission that arrivals are up 600% in his duty area in this fiscal year. The
avalanche of arrivals is heavily weighted to families in comparison to prior
years and his agency is compelled to release them. They are simply being
overrun without the ability or infrastructure to handle the assault. The great
majority, over 90%, will never make their pledged court hearings.
It is a security
debacle, and it needs not daily, but hourly attention and worry.
Let Abeo come over!
Here,
locally, in the Las Cruces area, the newly reconstructed Las Cruces High School
facility was the site of sanctuary lodging for an unstated number of illegals
over the Easter weekend. The result of the hospitality and kindness of the
local tax payers and residents was the trashing of this institution of high
school excellence.
Those who
are familiar with the hygienic practices of many Latin American uneducated
masses know there is a lingering propensity not to flush toilet paper. Rather,
it is tossed in a can, or in the case of no can, simply thrown on the floor.
The place
was trashed. Paper and trash everywhere. Feces was spread on walls and on
floors. Further, there is now a suggestion that it will take more than $15,000
to sanitize the place.
And, this
is from a population that not only isn’t ruled by childhood vaccination
requirements, but often goes without immunizations at all!
In a check
on the CDC measles update, the tally shows there are 704 cases of reported
measles since January 1. That is the largest yearly number since the disease
was eliminated from our country in 2000.
Mumps are
similar. The problem has now been reported in 41 states, and the number of
cases, 736, is the largest number since 1989 when protective protocols were
installed.
Interestingly, the missing person
incident prompted the point made by a ranking Dona Ana County sheriff’s deputy
to describe a briefing he sat through the previous morning. He was aghast at
the nationalities of illegals being apprehended.
“There are people from Ghana,
Ethiopia, Pakistan, Egypt, and China being caught!” he said. “Those places that
have Ebola and those other diseases!”
No,
Dorothy, you aren’t in Kansas anymore, and it ain’t just Mexico, Guatemala,
Honduras, and El Salvador that pose biosecurity risks to our population. Leaving
unattended gates open has consequences. The problem is getting the congress of
the United States to perform their sworn obligations. It is also time to recognize
their actions have us on the brink of health catastrophes of historical
proportions.
Secure our border now!!
Stephen L. Wilmeth is a rancher from southern New
Mexico. “We have pleaded until we have no trust in this congress.”
Frank DuBois says see Asylum-seekers processed in Las Cruces tops 3,000
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