[matai_kolila]

This is not the compelling argument you think it is; in this analogy I:

* didn't buy my house, I inherited it,

* the people I inherited it from stole it from other people who

* also still live in the house somehow but just in the not-as-nice parts, and

* the house is gigantic and can easily fit literally billions more people without even coming close to exhausting the resources of the house, in fact

* bringing more people into the house would in fact substantially increase the house's shared ability to operate and provide for the members of the house.

So yeah, if we want to use this analogy in a meaningful way, nothing at all entitles me to my house!

[yowlingcat]

All very compelling. I guess I wonder when you plan on permanently hosting as many refugees inside of your home as is physically possible (say 18 or if we're being charitable 9), how many would that be and when would you plan to start? After all, comrade, I'm sure we both agree that direct action would be a more material form of achieving justice through solidarity than the ultimately petit bourgeoisie activity of internet comment squabbling.

Of course, one could be motivated to make such impassioned outpourings by a guilt regarding an ultimately comfortable existence, a fear of lacking virtue, and a thrill of proselytizing the nonbelievers, rather than a compulsion to achieve material socioeconomic outcomes for the postcolonial working class of the world. But I'm sure, dear interlocutor, you are motivated by nothing of the sort, and your intentions are of course, impregnable and wholly pure.

[matai_kolila]

I feel like you ignored the part where I absolutely would house as many refugees as I can in my home, were it as bountiful and spacious as the US is.

But it’s not, and I did buy this home with money rather than inherit it through theft, so instead of my home I will continue to vote and donate in ways that return the US to a pre-eugenics immigration policy.

This would give those refugees a much fairer chance at their own American dream, the one I was given because my ancestors oppressed and stole from the people who didn’t look like them.