“The Worst of the Worst”

At the Toastmasters meeting Thursday, T, an immigrant from Bangladesh, gave his icebreaker speech, telling us a little about himself. He had the great luck to win an American visa in the lottery, and came to this country about twenty years ago, becoming a citizen in 2002. At first, he made a few dollars as a street vendor, enduring the summer heat and the winter cold for long hours, but after a couple of years decided to strive for something better. He enrolled in English as a second language, and worked as a math tutor; in time, he found skilled employment.

It happens that some time ago, V, another immigrant, and also a naturalized citizen and a USPTO employee, told how he had also won a green card in the lottery, and come to the U.S. from Romania.

Dishonest Donald, who is not only opposed to illegal immigration, but to immigrants and applicants for asylum in general, unless they either come from Norway or marry him, has denounced those who obtain green cars through the lottery as “the worst of the worst;” I would choose either of these two fellow citizens over him as a worthy American. Neither of them, so far as I am aware, has displayed such reprehensible personal conduct, or such contempt for the Constitution and the country’s better traditions. Both of them have worked hard without inheriting multiple millions of dollars, or, so far as I have ever heard, stiffing contractors or fleecing people seeking an education.

The Red Queen’s Race

This week, I got one amendment, and did an Office Action in response. I also wrote an Examiner’s Answer in response to the existing Appeal Brief on my Amended docket, and got that approved by my supervisor and another supervisor, so it’s on its way to the Board of Appeals, and I now have no amendments of any kind on my docket.

I have been searching a Regular New case, and writing an Office Action, which I hope to finish Monday; then I may be able to work on several other Regular New cases.