Boston Herald: The bucolic and too, too precious town of Concord has taken a stand. By vote of its Town Meeting, Concord will henceforth be a “welcoming community” for illegal immigrants.
Isn’t that special!
Now what with the latest executive order on sanctuary cities put on hold last week by a federal judge, this is little more than a gesture by the townsfolk of Concord. And, let it be known that it’s not exactly a “sanctuary city” — however one may choose to define that term.
Let’s keep in mind that the average home price in Concord hovers around $1 million and the average household income is around $182,000 a year.
So clearly this isn’t a community that is anticipating a large influx of migrants who have fled some troubled land with little more than the clothes on their backs.
h/t Susan.
That’s Concord for ya! It hasn’t been the same since the last Italian family moved out years ago! Screw them, go in there and grift them any way you can.
When they start squealing? I’ll just laugh. Phuckem.
“Don’t shoot until ya see the whites”
The residents of Concord were worried that if the President’s sanctuary city policy made it through unscathed, there would be no one around to clean their $1.7M homes or cut their immaculately manicured lawns. What do you expect from the town that banned plastic water bottles so tourists now just go buy their water in neighboring Lexington and still dump the bottles on the street curbs of Concord.
Virtue Signaling Posers
Come on guys, even the lower rung on the rich scale need access to slave labor. They have lawns, need cooks and nannies. Have a heart, you know how expensive citizens who want a job are.
Just divert all of those UN planes carrying Muslims to Concord!
Aren’t those diseased Somalis lookin for a new gig?
Sounds like a perfect fit.
izlamo delenda est …
The Trump administration could buy 10,000 unused tents from Saudi Arabia and pitch them on some public property in Concord. They could then transport every illegal alien the find to live in the tents!
The Patriots are rolling in their graves.
Nothing could make me more glad I left New England.
Evidently they didn’t read “Atlas Shrugged”. Don’t call me when it all goes to hell.
They will live to regret this.
But it will be too late.