They tell you the city is where the life is. The jobs. The pulse. The “opportunity.” And maybe it is. But the first thing the city does now—before you learn the metro map, before you find the café that feels like yours, before your new badge stops being shiny—is invoice you for the privilege of existing within its radius.
Not for luxuries. For space. For air that doesn’t feel borrowed. … Read the rest
A functioning country has to do two things at once, even when that makes everyone uncomfortable: enforce its laws, and keep its promises. Borders matter. Procedures matter. And so does the basic bargain implied in every civics class and every naturalisation ceremony: if you follow the rules, the rules will be intelligible, stable, and worth following.
That is why the slogan “we’re cracking down on illegal immigration” feels, at first … Read the rest
