Why I Will Never, Ever, Go Back to the United States

[Sunlei]

After a year of traveling, I had planned a last, short trip. I was going to take the train from Montreal to New Orleans. The travels I had been undertaking earlier this year had brought me to places that were meant to form the background of my second novel.

This trip, however, was for my dad. He, a trumpet player, loved New Orleans and had died a year ago. It felt like the first sensible trip I undertook this year. I had been searching for ways to forget about the last hours at his deathbed. He had been ill for 15 years and his body just would not give up. It was a violent sight. I had decided the trip to New Orleans would put an end to those memories. Usually, I barely plan my trips in advance. But this time I had booked everything: my train tickets, hotels and my flight back to Montreal, from which I would depart back to Amsterdam. In total the trip was supposed to take three weeks. The confirmations and tickets I had printed and tucked away in a brown envelope I had bought especially for the trip. I like things to be neatly arranged. At home, in Amsterdam, my house enjoys a slight version of OCD...................body of story.........

.........."You are not under arrest. There is no need to be scared. But we would like to search you."

"I'm not scared. But it's kind of exciting. It's like I'm in a movie. You're just doing your job. I get that."

To me, that seemed the right attitude. They searched me for the first time then, just like in the movies. Before I climbed into the van, I had to give up my phones. I seemed unable to close my belt by myself, so an officer helped me out. This is when the sweating started. In a little building made of corrugated tin, I opened my suitcase once more. Behind me, there was a man in tears. An officer was telling him about the prison sentence the man was looking forward to. He had been caught with a trunk full of cocaine. The man kept talking about a woman who seemed to be able to prove his innocence, but he was unable to reach her.

After that they searched me again. Thoroughly. Just like in the movies.
In the room next to me they tried to take my fingerprints, but my hands were too clammy. It took half an hour. An officer said: "He's scared." Another officer confirmed:.........

continued at link (and by the way the usa border patrol sucks this person got sent back to Canada, never was allowed to tourist visit New Or., La.)

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/niels-gerson-lohman/us-border-crossing_b_4098130.html?utm_hp_ref=mostpopular

[IdaBriggs]

1. I am so embarrassed.

[Sunlei]

2. This is embarrasing. Read the comments, many tourists say the same thing. They won't come back.

[Eddie Haskell]

3. Funny, I was just thinking about leaving.

Question is, Will we be allowed to leave?

[Sunlei]

4. another question is, do other countries want you? read their immigration rules.

It's not so easy to move anymore, especially when you want to take your assets with you. And most other 1st world countries want you to bring considerable assets if you want to live there.

[TheDebbieDee]

5. I'm sure that the progressive nations in of the world

don't want to risk being contaminated with the US fear of the future. That is what is going on here in the US: Fear of the future, changing demographics that will make the whites in this country a minority.

The whites are terrified of being a minority here - because they are afraid that they will be treated the way they have treated other minorities. By oppressing the vote and establishing a for-profit prison industry and supporting a judicial system that targets blacks and browns for more harsh sentences, the whites here can maintain their political majority just a little while longer.....

But, I could be wrong.....