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	<title>Comments on: A Story About Immigration</title>
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		<title>By: bobbyfiend</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 21 Oct 2008 00:54:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>dag, yo. nobody bited my trollbait. The story was gonna end something like this: 
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In the end, the tensions were never really resolved. Things got violent. The newcomers had better weapons, and were more united, so when the fighting broke out, they usually won. They drove the locals back, taking over their land, destroying their cultural and economic institutions, denying them any political power, and isolating them on the least hospitable pieces of earth in this new country. Within a very short time, the foreigners outnumbered the locals. In fact, the foreigners weren’t really foreigners anymore. They and their grandparents had been born in the new country. They ran pretty much everything, and they had a tendency to insist that the land belonged to them. Whenever anyone new showed up at their borders, they had a habit of saying, &quot;Stay out! We were here first!&quot;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>dag, yo. nobody bited my trollbait. The story was gonna end something like this: </p>
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In the end, the tensions were never really resolved. Things got violent. The newcomers had better weapons, and were more united, so when the fighting broke out, they usually won. They drove the locals back, taking over their land, destroying their cultural and economic institutions, denying them any political power, and isolating them on the least hospitable pieces of earth in this new country. Within a very short time, the foreigners outnumbered the locals. In fact, the foreigners weren’t really foreigners anymore. They and their grandparents had been born in the new country. They ran pretty much everything, and they had a tendency to insist that the land belonged to them. Whenever anyone new showed up at their borders, they had a habit of saying, &#8220;Stay out! We were here first!&#8221;</p></blockquote>
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