5/7/23

By Josh Rubin

I’ll join some people in south Texas this week, to witness what happens when a new policy to prevent desperate people from crossing to safety replaces an old policy to do the same. My plane will fly over Allen, Texas, where there was one of those regular massacres that happens because people are running around with guns that amount to personal weapons of mass destruction.

I will arrive at a small airport in Brownsville where a couple of years ago we learned how to watch as desperate people were chained up and loaded onto planes that flew them back to places from where they fled for their lives. I will spend time with people who stood watching those early morning flights, loaded in the dark, until they took off, and the sky grew bright.

I will talk with friends who have never stopped in their work to give comfort to the few that make it across, to help them on their way to the lives they dream of.

We will go to the banks of the river. We will watch to see what the thousands of armed soldiers and armed border patrol and armed CBP agents will do with their new, possibly more streamlined, rules to keep desperate people from crossing the river and turning themselves in. We will watch people ready to throw themselves on our mercy, only to find a land that has drained itself of mercy.

We will report on what we see.