In a world where sneaking into a movie theater warrants immediate ejection and a potential police record, it’s astonishing to see the double standards applied when it comes to entering the United States. Imagine if someone waltzed into your home just because your front door was slightly ajar. You’d be serving them eviction papers faster than they could say, “I thought this was a free-for-all.” But that’s precisely what’s happening at our Southern border, where the red carpet is rolled out and “Welcome” banners seem to flutter in the breeze.

Ever since Joe Biden took the helm of this ship of state, it’s as if the immigration rules came with an *open house* sign (please RSVP to your nearest cartel). The floodgates have opened; some are arriving in caravans proudly wearing Biden t-shirts as if to say, “Hey, look—we’re here because *he* invited us!” It’s almost as if they received a direct memo from the White House with instructions on how to secure their spot on the next flight out to America.

Let’s not beat around the bush here. With an estimated two million people crossing the border in just the first year of this administration, you’d think someone in charge would at least try to sound coherent when discussing border security. Kamala Harris’s attempt at an explanation about how “we have a secure border” brought the house down—if by “house” you mean the collective disbelief of sane Americans. It’s hard to feel secure when the scenarios unfolding sound more like a late-night infomercial for a dubious timeshare than a national security strategy.

Now, while the Democrats continue to reel in votes from those they’ve brought over, they’ve also found creative ways to keep these new arrivals comfortable and well-funded. Sixteen states now hand out driver’s licenses like candy, while select banks may as well roll out the red carpet to issue credit cards. Meanwhile, the rest of us squabble over the crumbs of government assistance as our own tax dollars pitch in for state Medicaid for those who crossed the line, all while contributing to the burgeoning population of anchor babies—because if you’re going to break into a country, best to bring a souvenir, right?

While the left insists that pointing out the reality of illegal immigration is pure xenophobia, the truth remains: This isn’t just a matter of numbers; it’s about the demand for a new voter base, skirting the responsibility of revitalizing the American family unit while bombarding us with calls for diversity. They say they’re saving families, but only if you consider the “family” as a crammed group of people sneaking into the country without a second thought for those already here. In the twisted game of identity politics, the Democrats have turned their backs on hard-working Americans, cozying up to those who see the U.S. as just another buffet offering something-for-nothing.

In the end, while progressive politicians wax poetic about dreams and the American welcome mat, one can’t help but wonder—what about the dreams of those who already call this land home? Those who play by the rules and simply want to live, work, and raise their families without the stress of competing against those who waltzed in without a backward glance? If the goal is to transform America into a quilt of little “Tias,” then brace yourselves for a culture clash bigger than the big-screen event that inspired this entry. The only difference is, in this case, the ticket’s not even being checked at the door.