[Excerpted from the latest Radio Derb, now available exclusively through VDARE.com]
The border between Mexico and the state of Texas is 1,242 miles long, from Brownsville on the Gulf of Mexico to El Paso deep inland, where the state of Texas meets the state of New Mexico. The entire border, all twelve hundred miles, is formed by the Rio Grande river.
About halfway along that border on the Texas side is the town of Del Rio, population 35 thousand, eighty percent of them declaring themselves Latino. Largest employers: a U.S. Air Force base and a prison.
Across the Rio Grande from Del Rio, in Mexico, is the town of Acuña, which is much bigger—four times the population of Del Rio. I imagine the proportion of Acuñans declaring themselves Latino is very close to a hundred percent, but I can’t find confirmation of that.
If you drive from Mexico into Texas, there’s a fine expressway over the river that eventually becomes U.S. Route 277. The expressway is elevated across the river of course, then continues to be elevated for the first half mile or so into Texas.
Then you come to an official Port of Entry, with a CBP [Customs and Border Protection] station that will process your entry into the U.S.A.
Should you choose not to drive, and so long as the Rio Grande is running low, you can wade across from the Mexican side to the Texas side [Migrants at Texas bridge pose challenge for Biden, Irish Times, September 17, 2021]. That is, you can walk into the U.S.A. Once in Texas, if the sun is really hot you can walk in the shade under the expressway.
You can’t walk far, though. A couple of hundred yards into Texas you come to a chain-link fence patrolled by CBP. So you’re stuck there between the river and the fence, in the shade of the expressway overpass if you’re lucky, otherwise on the bare sandy earth nearby or the adjacent scrub.
At the time of writing here on Friday morning, there are ten thousand people stuck there between river and fence, and hundreds more joining them every hour.
If this were a military operation it would be called a beachhead. All these people want entry to the U.S.A.
Who are they? The greatest number, we are told, are Haitians. They are not actually from Haiti—not recently, at any rate. After the Haiti earthquake of 2010 some South American nations—I’ve seen Brazil and Chile mentioned, but there are likely others—took in Haitian refugees.
Once the Biden Administration threw open our southern border early this year, the word got around to these expat Haitians that instead of living in not-very-rich countries with not-very-enlightened attitudes about black people they could go live in a rich country where blacks are sacred objects who may not be criticized.
So, up they came…and are still coming. You can’t blame them.
We’re told that there are other nationalities in there too—Cubans, Central Americans, Venezuelans, and a sprinkling from everywhere else.
To judge from news photographs, though, the great majority are black, and so presumably Haitian.
So if you are one of the ten thousand—maybe twelve thousand by the time you hear this—parked there under the expressway—how do you proceed?
Well, first you get on line for a numbered ticket. You just take the ticket from a CBP or National Guard guy. These tickets are like the ones you get at the DMV: just a number to put you in sequence to go up and get properly processed. Except of course that while your DMV ticket has some number like 23 on it, presumably the ones CBP is handing out have numbers more like 11,823.
With that numbered ticket you can go stand on line for proper processing. You’ll be standing on line for days, of course. Maybe weeks: Todd Bensman, in a CIS report datelined today, says that “wait times have reached three weeks at current federal resources” [A New Beachhead Opens in the Biden Border Crisis, September 17, 2021].
The feds are of course completely overwhelmed, so that the processing, when you get to it, must be pretty perfunctory. If the feds don’t have anything negative on file about you—and if you’re a Haitian expat whose been living in Chile since 2010, they almost certainly don’t—you’ll get some papers stamped granting you the right to enter the U.S.A. and remain until date so-and-so.
Between now and then you should report to an immigration office…if you feel like it. If you’d rather not, that’s OK; we hardly ever deport people just for being here illegally.
This cannot end well. A three-week wait time, out there in the summer heat, among ten thousand others and with two thousand more arriving every day; wading back across the river to Mexico to buy food; and the sanitary arrangements don’t bear thinking about.
It looks to me like a seriously unstable situation. It looks that way to the CBP guys, too. Another quote from Todd Bensman:
Several officers … expressed fear that, should these immigrants become impatient with the ever-extending process periods under these living conditions, they will riot and easily overwhelm the relatively few available Border Patrol, National Guard, and Texas Department of Public Safety officers available for security.
Local officials and law enforcement say they can easily envision a nightmare scenario in which thousands upon thousands of migrants run through Del Rio.