Passports, Citizenship and all

I just had my passport renewed. Hard to believe ten years have passed with all those stamps on the pages. It reminded me what value it has to be a citizen of this country. And THAT reminded me of all the birther arguments about who can be President.
As it happens my son was born in London. I rushed to the American
Embassy to get him an American birth certificate. It assured him
and myself of the ability to move in a world where many gates are often closed and locked.
I was told by the person who took down the paperwork that while my son was now a citizen he could never be President. Born on foreign soil. The thought of a red-faced baby as President did not strike me as pobable at that time….until I see the red-faced
candidates acting out on TV. But , save your breath, Alex grew up and wanted to be an artist, not a politician.
I value my passport and my citizenship both. People should not speak so blithely of loyalties. We all have homes. I know mine is here.


About christineemmert

Words have been part of my life. First the spoken word in my time as an actress and increasingly the written word in my shift to writer. I write across the genres, but mostly as a playwright and poet. My interest as my life extends is in the realm of tethering myth to the mundane reality where I live. In this vein I have expanded into stories and novels. Presently I look at how myths taken from past cultures can affect us today. Hence my novella of Lilith which is out on Kindle . I live in the Eastern Woodlands where I try to incorporate nature into my many writing projects. We are so in danger of losing that link to our very planet!
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