Letter to my acquaintance

To my acquaintance, who has become a wealthy and respected business person by sub-contracting bid work to another business that utilizes Illegal Aliens to complete specific piece-work tasks, where you both greatly profit in the exploitation and abuse of those who are ignorant of your purpose and can't otherwise defend themselves.

My message: You dearest, darling and beautiful young daughter, upon who your Sun rises and sets, is hooked on Mexican Meth, and in its strongest from.

Now tell me, did you have all that 24 hour energy when you were 20 something? But you have got to hand it to her Dad, just like you she does know quality.

Perhaps you overlooked how all that cheap labor pays its way, both to and from their homes in Mexico. So what's wrong with a little import/export biz on the side? Who knows, in time those ignorant laborers just might have their own big boat, a beach house, a mountain cabin and a hot-rod collection, just like yours.