Which Reminds Me

Where did all these horrid Porto Rican-Filipinas come from and why are they all screaming at me? I am not even aware of their Territorial existence and yet there they are screaming about fictional scenarios that never happened. There is nothing that makes me think they would deserve a celebration of their American mediocrity, their caving to the demands of worldliness, their failure to persuade us that they are not Mormon moles in disguise. Didn't those Porto Ricans mistake me for white trash? They might have been slave properties of the Anderson but I was never in Hawaii and don't know anything about that. So whether Porto Rico ever attains statehood is none of my concern. I really couldn't care less about them.