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January 17, 2008
Moonbat Artist Makes Shrines to Illegal Aliens Out of Their Garbage
Posted by Dave Blount at January 17, 2008 9:27 AM
Mexico's dregs have been burying southern Arizona in garbage as they are flushed across the undefended boarder to colonize the Southwest, with the blessing of our unconscionably irresponsible government. Some see the beautiful desert being buried under criminals' trash as a bad thing. Not art teacher Valarie James; she has been using the diseased refuse as raw material for shrines to moonbattery.
The pro–illegal-immigration WSJ gushingly reports:
Today, a makeshift gallery on Ms. James's ranch holds her large collection. In the middle of the room sits a pile of 30 rolled-up blankets. In one corner, Ms. James keeps dozens of children's backpacks — most of them with familiar logos — Scooby-Doo, Barbie, Batman. A medicine table features acetaminophen tablets, tubes of antiseptic cream and rubbing alcohol. Most of the labels are in Spanish, including one for an herbal remedy to treat snakebite. Among the display of shoes, sneakers and boots, a man's black leather loafer stands out. Tucked inside are several pages from "Hamlet," in which Shakespeare's tragic hero ponders his own mortality.
"Was he a teacher?" Ms. James wonders. […]
Bibles and other books abound. Birth certificates and ID cards adorn a wall. There are airline and bus tickets, and deportation documents. Inside one wallet is a bundle of Florida business cards, job contacts, she figures. A message in Spanish — "Give it all you got so you can return quickly" — was written on the back of a family photo. A child's drawing depicts the journey many illegal immigrants expect, starting at a hostel on the Mexican border and ending at a perfect little house with a well-tended lawn.
The spin achieves self-parody. These aren't criminal lowlifes who murder our police and rape our children. They're Shakespeare-reading teachers, who plan to return quickly, or else who want to live like Mr. Rogers. Never mind that honest citizens immigrate through legal channels only.
Ms. James has encountered migrants themselves, often on the verge of collapse or hobbling along on blistered feet. "For those of us who live close to the border, the humanitarian crisis is not an abstraction," says the artist. Each year, hundreds of migrants perish in the desert. In 2005, a migrant woman died of dehydration in the arms of her son less than half a mile from Ms. James's house.
Maybe she should have stayed home instead of invading our country.
Ms. James was inspired to make three life-size sculptures of mothers to honor the dead migrants. In collaboration with sculptors Antonia Gallegos and Deb McCullough, she created, "Las Madres: No Más Lágrimas," which have been on display for more than a year at Pima Community College outside Tucson, where Ms. James teaches. Each sculpture is made from jeans and other articles found in the desert. Each mother's arms are crossed over her heart and the eyes are closed in contemplation.
The heart bleeds.
On a tip from Varla.
