American Migrant Detention Concentration Camps Are the Flip Side of Long-Standing U.S. Family and Child Policy

To recycle a piece of passing rhetoric of recent vintage, a “teaching moment” has arrived for parents of abducted children. The cause we fight for crosses paths this month  with another element of the latest monstrous, attention-compelling calamity that is the Trump presidency: caged children in Concentration Camps, and suicidal, incarcerated parents. And now, it is emerging, drugged children.

What we have before us is both a jarring indication of moral and ethical death, and a spectacle we cannot ignore.

“Hatred and hopelessness… because of race or color–a feeling whose dark intensity is matched by no other prejudice in our society.”
– Lyndon Johnson, Speech at Howard University, June 1965 ¹

As preface, it is correct to observe that the current savage treatment of families of migrants is not an isolated phenomenon, unique to this White House. This forms a part of what we eventually should and will specify, speaking as parents of U.S.-Japan child abductees. First, let’s note that the cyborgs who speak for the Trump White House make the case that they can meld their responsibility for the ruin of additional lives into the more direct and violent methods they have selected, and justify the degeneracy of ICE’s actions by the thinnest of moral subterfuges. For Sarah Huckabee Sanders, it is “biblical” to enforce the law, she says, making the maximization of cruelty to children and parents into an act of religious piety. It is also a matter, they say, of the content and intention of the sanctity of the written law; a justification for these acts of violence as the exclusive claim of the State, and thus inherently moral. This fusion of religious dimension and State dominance is not a new guise for cruelty to children; but then, Torquemada has been dead for some centuries and is seldom cited as an example for us to follow today.
Further, since May of 2017, U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE)  arrests have jumped, and have remained 40 to 150% higher than in the same period of previous years. And on June 20th, 2018, the model for these practices was made explicit by the current U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) director Thomas Homan:

U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) director Thomas Homan rejected comparisons of his federal agency to that of Hitler’s Nazi regime earlier this week by saying that they are just following orders.

During a Fox News interview, Homan was asked to respond to those who have compared “your behaviour to that of the Nazis.” The ICE director responded: “I think it’s an insult to the brave men and women of the border patrol and ICE to call law enforcement officers Nazis. They are simply enforcing laws enacted by Congress.”

Homan seemed to be unaware that he used the same “just following orders” defence that was used by Nazis during the Nuremberg trials following WWII.

This is according to reporting in Newsweek and FoxNews. They’re following orders; but no, they’re not Nazis.

Attorney General Jeff Sessions also appeared on Fox News where he was asked to comment on the same comparison. Sessions highlighted that Trump’s administration was not keeping immigrants from leaving the U.S., unlike Hitler’s regime, which detained Jews in concentration camps.

“Well, it’s a real exaggeration,” he said. “Of course, in Nazi Germany, they were keeping the Jews from leaving the country.”

Let’s all say thank you for that clarification to Mr. Jeff Sessions.

The pathologization of migrants, who in this instance are victims of military coups supported by the United States, collateral of violent unpoliceable drug wars, and product of the substantial extension of danger and poverty via  finance capital expropriation of land, has been in full swing for decades, alongside the similar pathologization/incarceration of Black Americans, portrayed on Fox and in press briefings as a justified outgrowth of  the victims’ “irresponsibility” The officials and their public and media supporters parrot one another, and so the story goes: the migrants know that the help they desperately seek is sanctioned by a law concerning their citizenship, from which they are excluded; and they are therefore eligible for punishment, incarceration, separation, and repatriation. The thinning, erosion, and disappearance of security for this vulnerable population perennially comes to fruition under the guise of the dissolution of territorial sovereignty – a product of the extension of corporate sovereignty into the territory in which they were previously housed, which is simultaneously historically recognized as sovereign under the law of the respective states. (But which law takes primacy, whose and where, is a political matter.) We thus have a repetition of the withdrawal of state/ citizenship protection from a large population of ordinary people who can then be disposed of in whatever fashion the still-sovereign territorial states see fit.

Still uncertain about the comparison to the incremental methods of Nazism?

Precarious life, it has been driven home, is the rule, not the exception. It is no longer necessary for neoliberal, or Western, or industrial  (or all three) states to outsource this phenomenon. We live here as everywhere with the nightmare of contingency and insecurity. The “zone of precarity” is thus broadened beyond liberal notions of rampant inequality. This should not come as news to the parents of children on whom the United States and its partners have been turning their backs for decades.

“We live as we dream – alone. While the dream disappears, the life continues painfully.”

There are elements of this issue that remain very delicate. We, parents of the abducted, have had a sense among many of us that we had origins in a privileged zone in the United States, yet we have had to contend with the poor distribution of legal protection that  masses of people have long been globally confronted with. I’m pointing no fingers horizontally; there are difficulties in expressing this clearly and carefully: I see the current fraught climate as a grave and urgently dangerous opportunity for us to join our story to those with whom it has always rightly belonged. It is a moment for parents of the abducted and many others besides, in countless social “categories”, to come to a new sense of awareness of zones of precarity, but also zones of privilege from which shock sometimes speaks.

A small but growing group among the parents have worked hard, very hard, for access to the ears of members of government agencies.  Their aim is to raise the engagement of state powers to act to bring abducted children home, and to prevent further abductions from becoming the faits accomplis that ours perennially do in America’s “friendly” state partners, such as Japan, and around the world. They have failed for a long, torturous time. Perhaps some part of the difficulty lies in the choice of alliances, and the hope that the zones of privilege will smile on them. I now see a dramatic illustration has arisen of the need to seek to share the cause of children’s security with others whose fears and pain mirror ours.

Here we have an emergency generated entirely from within the United States without the assistance of Japanese or other national systems of civil courts. It’s no longer possible for the U.S. Department of State and other agencies of the government of the United States to stand behind the child-abusive elements from abroad it ordinarily shares or divides processes with, or cedes management and control to, in order to smooth the conflicts with which it would wish otherwise not to be faced.

It’s time for all of us who care and are related to our own abducted families to recognize that we share this fate with a wider variety of the expelled than we have previously done. Official permission granted by the U.S. Department of State to stand aside and facilitate as our children are kidnapped and abused in Japan is consistent with the American practices now under scrutiny, wherein the interests of children are given lip service in the law, and tossed in the dustbin the moment officials are out of earshot or the public eye. We the LBPs must demand: detention of migrant families and children has to end. Our organizations, small and inconsequential as they are, can join in efforts at any and every level, and we are ethically enjoined to do so.

Write letters, collect signatures, invite our families and friends to join with the oppressed, march in the street, and make the inactive, inert, and guilty here in the United States hurt.

Next post: Reports are now out that children held in border Concentration Camp detention are being drugged by medical personnel.

U.S. President Donald Trump – used the Nazi language of disease and filth this week to claim that immigrants are “infesting” the United States.


Interviews with Trump officials are everywhere on the internet. Those cited above can be found here:
  1. L.B.Johnson, quote: From #BlackLivesMatter to Black Liberation, Keeanga-Yamahtta Taylor, p.21


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Left-Behind Parents Must Speak Now

Revise your definition of civilization later. First, get the children out of the U.S. Border-Control Concentration Camps and restore them to their parents’ custody.

The news of thousands-and-counting ICE and DHS arrests of migrants, and their detentions in American Concentration Camps along the southern border of the United States under the orders of Donald Trump makes a demand on us. The demand is immediate and cannot be ignored for even a moment. Every child-parent separation taking place these last days along the southern border of the United States means permanent trauma for the children who are its victims, and severe distress for the parents of those children. This is our moment as left behind parents and victims of United States-Japan partnership-induced child abductions to stand up and make our collective fury heard and the sting of our blows felt. It is well-past time for us to join with our fellow parents. If we are entitled to compassion and to have our children’s rights respected, then we must stand and speak in solidarity with the children and parents who are victimized in this moral, physical, political, human fiasco. They are us and we are them; and they are all victims whose lives are vital and must be spared, now.

The trauma of children being psychologically, emotionally abused and  soul-and-spiritually murdered has shaken me and millions of others around the world. The recordings of their crying voices have circulated widely and have been shared thousands and thousands of times. We know what our children’s cries sound like; and to ignore them is a deep, fatal, moral error.

As parents of children abducted to Japan, all of whom are prevented from being reunited with us –  parents who love them – we must testify and denounce this sickening spectacle. The echos of decades of our cries and agonies can be seen in the eyes and faces of these Guatemalan, Honduran, Salvadoran, Mexican, etc. children and parents is a spinal column-agitating reminder of what we ourselves have experienced from aggression against our families, through tsunamis, open displays of governmental indifference, through hideous sins of omission and convenience from officials who are responsible. But knowing this, it is hardly adequate to convey how it feels to know intimately  what those parents are suffering, and to fear in our depths the consequences for these young children. They demand our protection. If we do NOT exercise the access to and connections some of us have with officials in the U.S. government who can and must act, then we must find some other more explosive means to expose them or suffer the shame of our failure.

If we expect or hope for the care of our brothers and sisters on behalf of our children, then we cannot stand by while the same power that stole our children from us pivots to the next successive row of vulnerable parents and children in the line waiting to be served their punishments.

We can either shunt this entire episode into the familiar stream of history (Zygmunt Bauman’s phrase) by citing assorted historic facts and precedents, or we can declare ourselves helpless to alter the orthodox understanding of the steel tendency of modernity and reduce this enormously consequential event to an example of the exception to the rule, to the pathology of society, and write a lament to etch into our tombstones.

We reject these options, and choose solidarity, against the U.S. government’s pathetic lackeys.

The choice is ours. If not now, when?


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And only I have survived to tell you

“And only I have survived to tell you.”
–  Job


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And looking past the cold, long sea I cannot bear to wonder

Carnival in Astoria Park B 07-2011

Carnival lights in Astoria,NY

My thoughts will pause, my throat will swell
When her name is spoken
And looking past the cold, long sea
I cannot bear to wonder now
If the cascading soft lights
Are glowing for us in Moorestown

Rui -Don’t let poisoned hatred that penetrates and lays on us
Poison your heart. Even though it may be all around us,
Don’t let hatred and fear of hatred bury love.

I followed her across the Earth
Through parks in London, coasts of Perth
Newport, Kentucky and New Orleans
We shared a million lives it seems


Fresh Snowfall in Astoria, 2009

Holidays, a little fever. Loving father and son anyway.


Mark Kozelek’s song, from April, by Sun Kil Moon –

Her window looked out on North Church Street
An attic space overgrown
A photo-book of smiling friends
Road maps, New York, Los Angeles
Her walls are Mediterranean blue
Her baby sister picked the hue
Saltwater taffy, Jersey shore
Blue like the fingernails she wore

Her house is not far from the school
Her mom taught on the Hudson
Her dad’s guitar sings open tunes
Reverberates up through the floor
Our love grew more one summer there
We’d spend our days just driving round
Old parking lots and neighborhoods
Are framed and charmed in Moorestown

I followed her across the Earth
Through parks in London, coasts of Perth
Newport, Kentucky and New Orleans
We shared a million lives it seems
I slept with her so many nights
We moved together heavenly
So close the North Pacific slept
You too were once beside me

She moved away to Williamsburg
Her eyes sad as a raven
My thoughts will pause, my throat will swell
When her name is spoken
And looking past the cold, long sea
I cannot bear to wonder now
If the cascading soft lights
Are glowing for us in Moorestown
Are glowing for us in Moorestown

Rui at home, 2009, in cascading soft light

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