The Manufacturer

“It’s the last shipment of the carbon fiber ladders, Miss Alese.” Corey Salisbury says.

“And the boats?” CEO Nadia Alese asked.

“They’re all in position to bring as many people here as they can.”

Nadia smirked and turned to Salisbury.

“They can stop digging the tunnels. And the border patrol will be stretched too thin to disallow the legal immigrants. We’re going to push to change the legalization status.” She said.

“Yes, Miss Alese.” Salisbury said.

In the factory, heavy machinery heaved and pulled on the many ladders. Only two day laborers oversaw the entire project. The company, Alese Manufacturing based in Newark, Delaware, produced 10s of billions of dollars in revenue and profited about a billion of that. Nadia Alese, coal-black, had been handed this company from her great-grandfather on down and lead with the most prowess and charisma than any of the previous CEOs, including her father. In the wake of the immigration crisis with 74 percent of the wall along the Mexican border complete, Nadia decided to shift the focus of providing carbon fiber hoods to vehicles to making high quality boats and ladders that would allow legal immigrants to cross over to the United States of America in search of greatness. Whatever she had to do, she did not want those human beings to dig tunnels like convicts looking to escape the law. So, she figured that ladders would be the most viable way to circumvent the wall. And as another option, she commissioned boats to take people from South America, Central America, and Mexico.

And so the ladders, black and lightweight due to the carbon fiber, connected against the wall and over it as it had an expansion feature which allowed the user to safely climb up and over the wall. The boats cruised from Monterrey to places like Texas, Louisiana, Mississippi and Alabama.

Nadia walked with a ferocity to the conference room. She wore a navy blue suit with a pink blouse and gold and diamond jewelry. She conferred with the President of the United States.

“Miss Alese why do you want to disrupt progress?”

“Good morning to you, too, Mr. President.”

“We’ve got agents and soldiers and patrollers all up and down that region near the border between the U.S. and Mexico. Why are you complicating things?”

“We’ve got cardiovascular disease, obesity, mass shootings, wildfires, a failing educational system, an infrastructure that is in disarray, politicians who seek only to trample rights and punish the good. And still, people want to come here. The heart problem can be fixed, obesity can be fixed if the the healthcare system is taken out of the grip of the government. You’re less likely to die in a mass shooting than being struck by lightning, wildfires can be contained. If education is privatized, we would see a spectacular breakthrough in the performance of our students. The infrastructure also needs to see the beauty of a free economy. And as far as the politicians go, we need to focus more on the citizens of this country rather than the knuckleheads who decide our lives, no offense sir.”

The President nodded.

“I wish to only facilitate the many, too many, people who actually yearn for liberty. The ones that don’t seek to just have handouts available to them like foundries issuing platinum. No, my products are to encourage the people to take that leap into improving their own lives, selfishly.”

“You’re persuasive. I like how you think, Miss Alese. I guess I’m one of those knuckleheads, too. I’m going to ensure that you get back to your regularly scheduled program of making auto parts. Those ladders and boats will not be necessary anymore. I’ll sign a bill to cease the construction of this wall and allow for the flow of immigrants. I’m going to expand the ability for illegals to transform into legal candidates and pave the way for their residency and eventually citizenship in America.”

“Well, thank you Mr. President. It’s a welcome idea to know that even bureaucrats can still get things done—the right way.”

“Do you think so?” The President asked.

“Absolutely,” Nadia said.