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This tone-deaf cartoonist forgets that Thanksgiving is about immigration – Vox November 22, 2014

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This tone-deaf cartoonist forgets that Thanksgiving is about immigration – Vox.

 

The Most Heartbreaking Place In America Is Called ‘Friendship Park’ | ThinkProgress November 14, 2014

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The Most Heartbreaking Place In America Is Called 'Friendship Park' | ThinkProgress.

 

Group Asks Americans To Send Dirty Underwear To Undocumented Immigrants | ThinkProgress June 26, 2014

Group Asks Americans To Send Dirty Underwear To Undocumented Immigrants | ThinkProgress.

 

Judge Who Took Away Immigrant’s Baby Said Lack Of English Would Cause ‘Developmental’ Problems | ThinkProgress March 13, 2014

Judge Who Took Away Immigrant's Baby Said Lack Of English Would Cause 'Developmental' Problems | ThinkProgress.

 

Human Trafficking Awareness Day January 11, 2014

   

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The A 21 Campaign

Human trafficking

Human Trafficking Search site

U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) website

   

 

“Mathematics” – Spoken Word by Hollie McNish June 18, 2013

   

   

 

Julio Salgado: Creating Undocu-Love and Undocu-Queer Art April 20, 2013

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Julio Salgado: Creating Undocu-Love and Undocu-Queer Art.

 

The New Colossus – Emma Lazarus October 28, 2010

The poem, “The New Colossus”, by Emma Lazarus, is inscribed on a plaque at the base of the Statue of Liberty. It was written as part of the effort to raise funds for the pedestal

 

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
“Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!”

    cries she
With silent lips. “Give me your tired,

    your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”

 

“The New Colossus” at wikipedia

Emma Lazarus at wikipedia

Emma Lazarus & “The New Colossus” at History Makers

 

 
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