Yes, I'm a blood and soil guy for our history and the efforts of my forefathers. But it makes me weep to see it given away - and to people who hate us!

I look at the trash filled urban streets and feel the sting of reproach from the women who used to scrub their steps.

And worse yet that many of my countrymen afeel nothing, a mere economic zone where transactions take place under a tax code. So many of my peers who do not see parasites but instead marvel at the exotic brown guests.

Work was a collective good, producing value for our people, doing our duty. It has been subverted and corrupted. And I do not see it changing during the few decades I have left.

I can only ride the tiger, be strong in the face of peril.