The national pride is nullified by the constant buzz of shores being broken down and beaten with patrol boats scouring the waves for lame boats carrying malnourished passengers to a land of plenty.
With searchlights and stern rugged faces blue uniformed and well fed, border patrol scout out the weary travellers braving the high seas and sharks to find a safe heaven in some hidden cove.
Pest control is serious business. Unlucky to be caught and housed in centres with rationed food and worn clothes herded into bare camps, often deported back to home turf, the pest control cycle continues.
Take heed. A nation is built on pests., working hard, saving every cent, running against the clock, against government agencies, starved and poor, defeated in justice, welfare, community, papers, education and livelihood, slinking through alleyways of paper networks, low paid, often beaten and bruised packed in housing crates, stacked storeys high, nation building begins at the journeys first step away from regimes too busy amassing wealth and wonder for themselves.
Nation builders are the pests you want. The pests you spend your money to keep away from your own backyard for a vote for safety. Pin up a country that did not grow without these masses of refuge pests?