Chaos in Iraq is a warn­ing for Amer­ica

Chaos in Iraq is a warn­ing for Amer­ica

The Washington Times Weekly - - Front Page - By Ken Al­lard Ken Al­lard, a re­tired Army colonel, is a mil­i­tary an­a­lyst and au­thor on na­tional se­cu­rity is­sues.

In what used to be called Iraq, the un­mis­tak­able sign that a sov­er­eign state has dis­solved into three war­ring tribal fac­tions is that Bagh­dad no longer con­trols its own borders. De­spite pos­tur­ing by Sec­re­tary of State John F. Kerry and dis­patch­ing 300 spe­cial forces “ad­vis­ers” on a fu­tile rear-guard mis­sion, new facts now ex­ist in the far-off sands of the Mid­dle East. Put sim­ply: All the king’s horses and all the king’s men can never put the Humpty-Dumpty King­dom of Iraq back to­gether again. No mat­ter how pas­sion­ately pro­claimed by pun­dits and pres­i­dents, wish­ful think­ing must even­tu­ally give way to hard facts on the ground.

The same is true of other sands much closer to home, those along the fa­bled shores of the Rio Grande. What is hap­pen­ing in South Texas — just over a hun­dred miles from where these words are writ­ten — is that our south­west­ern bor­der is be­ing over­run. Ow­ing to the stud­ied inat­ten­tion of the lib­eral me­dia, you might not have known that the Texas Depart­ment of Pub­lic Safety (DPS) has long en­gaged in a no-holds-barred cam­paign of air­mo­bile and river­ine war­fare cam­paign against the Mex­i­can drug car­tels.

The car­tels are a lat­ter-day credit to Adam Smith, an ag­gres­sive, ver­ti­cally in­te­grated ser­vice or­ga­ni­za­tion ded­i­cated to sup­ply­ing “prod­uct” to their loyal cus­tomers in ev­ery Amer­i­can city — like Wal-Mart, only bet­ter or­ga­nized and vis­cer­ally in­tol­er­ant of fail­ure. On the other side is the Texas Depart­ment of Pub­lic Safety, an equally de­ter­mined, para­mil­i­tary force strug­gling to hold the line against a wily, wealth­ier ad­ver­sary. Sev­eral years ago, I lis­tened with rapt fas­ci­na­tion as the chief of the Texas Rangers de­scribed an en­gage­ment in which his troops had fired 3,000 rounds of am­mu­ni­tion against the car­tels. Why so many? “Be­cause, dag-nab­bit, we didn’t have 5,000 rounds.”

That was all be­fore a sim­mer­ing, low-in­ten­sity con­flict turned into a full-fledged in­va­sion. Ar­ti­cle 4, Sec­tion 4 of the Con­sti­tu­tion states that the United States has a spe­cific re­spon­si­bil­ity to ev­ery “State in the Union ... [to] pro­tect each of them against In­va­sion.” With good rea­son, the Founders prob­a­bly con­tem­plated the Red­coats com­ing back to burn Wash­ing­ton and be­siege Amer­i­can cities — as they ac­tu­ally did dur­ing the War of 1812.

How about now, when the in­vad­ing ar­mies over­run­ning the Texas and Ari­zona borders are not Red­coats but “un­ac­com­pa­nied alien chil­dren” ar­riv­ing ev­ery day by the thou­sands? In the first six months of 2014, more than 21,000 of these chil­dren turned them­selves in to au­thor­i­ties in the Rio Grande Val­ley sec­tor alone, four times the to­tal for all of 2011. In­stead of ap­pre­hend­ing bad guys, bat­tle-hard­ened Texas DPS of­fi­cers and over­worked Bor­der Pa­trol agents are now pre­oc­cu­pied with new mis­sions. They are chang­ing di­a­pers, ar­rang­ing de­liv­er­ies of baby for­mula and shep­herd­ing the newly ar­rived alien chil­dren to “refugee re­set­tle­ment shel­ters” deep in the Amer­i­can in­te­rior — the fore­or­dained des­tiny for this ris­ing gen­er­a­tion of fu­ture Demo­cratic vot­ers.

The new ar­rivals have ex­ploded the once-fa­mil­iar distinc­tion of “Other Than Mex­i­can,” trekking 1,800 miles through Mex­ico from El Sal­vador, Gu­atemala and Hon­duras. DPS of­fi­cials worry that narco-traf­fick­ers and Hezbol­lah ter­ror­ists may slip un­de­tected through the now wide-open door. Texas of­fi­cials place the blame for the in­flux squarely on the so-called Depart­ment of Home­land Se­cu­rity, where “pros­e­cu­to­rial dis­cre­tion di­rec­tives” and other Obama ad­min­is­tra­tion pol­icy choices have sent an un­mis­tak­able sig­nal. Ev­ery po­ten­tial im­mi­grant now un­der­stands that, if you can get here, the bor­der fence is down. Once you’re here, we won’t throw you out.

Un­til quite re­cently, it was not that way at all. In Fe­bru­ary, a close fam­ily friend from Mex­ico in­vited us to his nat­u­ral­iza­tion cer­e­mony, held in San An­to­nio’s In­sti­tute of Texan Cul­tures. Among ex­hibits honor­ing Texas pi­o­neers of ev­ery con­ceiv­able eth­nic­ity, the stand­ing-roomonly crowd stood while an honor roll was read. As the names of more than 30 coun­tries were read, two or three of their em­i­grants stood proudly. Then the mas­ter of cer­e­monies read the last coun­try: “And fi­nally, Mex­ico.” The re­main­ing half of the au­di­ence stood amid a roar of ap­plause, laugh­ter and cheers of “Viva Mex­ico.”

Af­ter tak­ing the oath of al­le­giance, the new cit­i­zens lined up to re­ceive their cer­tifi­cates, voting cards and pic­tures taken with the pre­sid­ing judge. Each had en­dured a de­mand­ing process tak­ing time, money and ef­fort, de­signed to un­der­line the time­less les­son that nei­ther free­dom nor Amer­i­can ci­ti­zen­ship is free.

Speak­ing of those voting cards: The over­rid­ing task this fall is to elect a Repub­li­can ma­jor­ity that will im­peach Pres­i­dent Obama and his hench­men for the “high crimes and mis­de­meanors” that have pro­gres­sively un­der­mined our borders, and thereby, com­pro­mised Amer­i­can se­cu­rity and our iden­tity as a na­tion of im­mi­grants, which in­tends to re­main fully sov­er­eign.


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