Over the Horizon Line | Commentary by Hal Rothman

Western Response to Immigration Demands Attention


By Hal Rothman, 3-01-06

 
 

Any old Texican would recognize the axiom "to populate is to govern." This was the principle of the Texas Revolution in the 1830s, that by creating facts on the ground in Spanish-speaking Catholic north Mexico, they would in fact establish an Anglo-American, Protestant republic of their own.

I thought of this as I watched a Mexican guy, clearly an immigrant, cut sushi in a toney restaurant. He was wearing a Rising Sun bandanna, the emblem of Japan, and his knives flew. When I asked him where he was from, he told me "Zacatecas." 28 years old and a father of three, he had come to the United States like so many others to make his way in the world and do better for his family.

This is an old American story, one that dates to even before there was a United States. The Mayflower was filled with similar people, Englishmen who had gone to Holland to find religious freedom, only to be perplexed when their children came home speaking Dutch. It wasn't so much religious freedom they wanted; it was religious freedom in English.

It is this point on which the newest immigration to the United States hinges. As vigilantes patrol the border, they are trying to close the door long after everyone has gone. Recently, the national media trumpeted that North Carolina had the largest percentage increase in Latinos in the nation. Amid all the sturm und drang, few noticed that cities like Aurora, Illinois, had long been Latino strongholds. Wisconsin, that frozen white state-excuse the double entendre- has a significant and growing Latino population. Everywhere you look in America, everywhere work is done, you'll find Latinos.

One explanation for this change is simple: poverty, turmoil, and fear in Mexico and Latin America and the perception that the US offers economic opportunity pushes people north. If Western movies were made in Spanish, they might very well be called “Norteños.? They would certainly be about moving north.

Another is behavioral change. Since the two fastest ways to impoverish yourself in post-modern America are to accept all the credit card offers that appear in your mailbox and to have a lot of children, most Americans, more than two generations from the farm, cap their reproduction. There are exceptions, of course, but the birth rate of second and third generation Americans is nowhere near that of their immigrant ancestors. Nor does it match that of current immigrants.

Then there is the stickiest question, the cost of labor. American immigration policy is stringent on paper and lax in enforcement. We all benefit from under-priced labor, from workers in construction to the guy who cut my sushi that night. Immigrant labor not only fills jobs at the bottom of the socioeconomic spectrum that many Americans will not take, it also provides labor that allows prices to remain low. When La Migra, what Spanish-speaking workers call U.S. Customs, rounded up a bunch of Latino workers in Jackson, Wyoming, on Labor Day 1993, one hotel owner marched down to the police station and asked if the police chief intended to make the beds in his hotel.

NAFTA and CAFTA enshrine this arrangement on a wing and a prayer that such workers will stay home, but no one really believes they will. Agribusiness does not want these workers to stay home, and neither do you or I. Economically, we all benefit from their presence. It is fair to say that I could not afford my house if all the workers who built it had been paid the prevailing wage in my community.

So ultimately, it is the social issues attached to immigrant labor that vex us as a society. The spread of Latino labor brings with it a public dimension to Latino life that alienates some segments of white America. Latino labor puts children in schools, makes some demands on social services and law enforcement, and otherwise acts as any other community, immigrant or otherwise. The difference turns out to be who is asking for service or causing a ruckus.

The result is a kind of the immigration that is surprisingly similar and at the same time different from the Eastern European immigrants, who came to this country between 1880 and 1920. On one hand, a group of people who seem foreign to the Americans of their day have landed in our midst. On the other, Latino culture is continuously replenished by its proximity to its lands of origination. People travel back and forth in a way not possible a century ago. Even more, they carry culture both ways, creating hybrids rather than the assimilation of the early 20th century.

So not only in cities like Los Angeles and Miami, Houston and El Paso, can you live a life in Spanish and not be inconvenienced. It's true in Las Vegas, where the 85,000 Spanish-surnamed people in 1990 became 375,000 in 2004. It is equally true in large and small towns across the country. The Latinoization of the United States continues in earnest, often beyond the glare of all but the crime report on the five o'clock news.

As the influence of this community grows, the lack of attention from the rest of us may very well ill create an enormous divide that will someday come back to haunt us. In the recent chaos in France and Australia, we have seen how societies that fail to integrate minority populations pay for that shortcoming. The US remains the best example of a polyglot nation; simply put, we bring all kinds of people under the tent better than anybody on earth. We're not perfect by any stretch of the imagination, but we still do a better job than anyone else.

Cobden, Illinois, a small town about 13 miles south of Carbondale, and 100 miles from St. Louis, holds a particular place in the history of Illinois high school basketball lore. In 1964, the Cobden Appleknockers, became Illinois’ version of the Hoosiers story and there is a team picture, full of white players, just like in the movie.

The little town of 900 sent its team to the state basketball tournament against schools that had more students than Cobden had people. They won all the way until the title game, where they faced the mighty Pekin Chinks. I kid you not; they are now called the Dragons. Cobden lost, 50 to 45.

When it came time for the 40th reunion of this vaunted team, those who had not been to their hometown in a while were in for a shock. Three flags flew over Cobden, the American flag, that of Illinois, and by its side, the flag of Mexico.

It is a lesson to all of us, a reminder that change, especially demographic change, happens. The response of the West to this change will tell us a great deal about how the future will play out.



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