I'm going to use some really vile language, you may want to pass on by

[AverageOldGuy]

I was born in 1944 and reared in a crossroads, cotton picking town in deep South Mississippi.

Those of you who did not grow up there understand correctly that Whites were on the top and Blacks were on the bottom.

However, what you don't know is that there was some overlap -- there were some Blacks who were higher on the social scale than some Whites. Those Whites who were below the Blacks on the social scale were known as "white trash" -- they knew who they were, everyone else knew who they were.

I lived largely with my grandparents, who were high on the White social scale. If you were Black and needed to visit my grandparents' home, you came to the back door. Their maid (Black) was with them for decades -- she damn near reared me -- and she ruled the home.

One day -- I was 10 or 11 -- two men whom I knew to be white trash came to the front door. My grandparents'' Black maid told them to come back later and to come to the back door. When Granddad returned home, the maid said to my grandfather: "Mr. (grandfather), them two white trash come by to see you today. I told them to come back." Granddad did not bat an eye -- he said: "I hope you told them to come to the back door." "Yassuh, I did."

What I am seeing in ICE and Border Patrol and other uniforms is white trash. And having grown up with them, I know white trash when I see it . . . and there clearly is a lot of Hispanic trash mixed in with them. They are the most dangerous of trash -- they now have a badge, a gun, and the freedom to use them both.

I'm reminded of a conversation in the movie "Tombstone" in which Doc Holliday and Wyatt Earp are talking about one of the outlaws, Johnny Ringo.

Wyatt Earp: What makes a man like Ringo, Doc? What makes him do the things he does?

Doc Holliday: A man like Ringo has got a great big hole, right in the middle of him. He can never kill enough, or steal enough, or inflict enough pain to ever fill it.

Wyatt Earp: What does he need?

Doc Holliday: Revenge.

Wyatt Earp: For what?

Doc Holliday: Bein' born.