I don’t know what Tim Campbell meant to express in his cartoon of the Statue of Liberty asking to go back to France, but I interpreted it differently than Robert Tinsky.
The Statue of Liberty welcomes immigrants to our nation in New York Harbor. The poem on her pedestal ends,
“Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”
My husband’s grandparents immigrated to this nation from Syria, past the Statue of Liberty and through Ellis Island. Today, immigrants, even children, are feared to be terrorists and turned away. Others, contributing members of our society, are threatened with being sent back to the country they left decades ago in search of freedom. No wonder the Statue of Liberty can’t hold her head high.
Leanne Jackson, Fishers