IN THE LAND OF FREE

In the post 9/11, America under the neo-cons administration, has been bombarded with fear psychosis. But the democratic America will soon overcome these narcissistic attacks. In the days of the Vietnam War as I landed at the Kennedy airport with a valid Permanent Visa (Green card), my Visa was revoked and I was denied entry into the United States. Two officers escorted me to an isolated room for interrogation. But I was assured of my Right to Appeal within 48 hours.

At an appointed time, as I reported to the U.S. Immigration Office, atmosphere inside was businesslike. I raised my right hand and, swore under the Flag to tell the truth. A white officer in his 40s, appeared sullen and serious – but not hostile. Only two of us were in the office, and I saw no other official activity in the room. If any hidden camera or bugging device was recording us - I could not be sure.

The officer asked detailed report on my activities while I was out of the United States. The countries I visited, the individuals I frequented, subject of my research work and the topics of speeches I delivered. My Passport and some intelligence reports were in his hand. Often he would read a sentence and asked “what actually you meant by such and such..” After forty minutes interrogation, he shot conclusively:

“You are anti-American. That is evident from your writings and speeches…”
I protested: “No, I am not anti-American. I am anti-war, and pro-Freedom of Vietnam. There is semantic difference between Anti-War and Anti-American. This distinction must be recognized here.”
The US Immigration officer was pensive for a few moments . “If I give you the Green Card, what are your plans?” he asked.

“I will teach at the university and campaign against the war,” I said.
“So, you would not give up speaking against the war”?
“No, not unless Nixon stops bombing of Vietnam,” I reaffirmed my resolve.
The officer stood up, shook my hand, and said: “ I have not seen such a fearless immigrant. You are welcome in America.” And as he handed me the Green Card (Permanent Visa), he came around the desk and escorted me to the gate of the US. Immigration office.