Perhaps I'm wrong on this (along with the DREAM Bar Association), and if there's some text in the Florida bar requirements that specifically prevents him from gaining admission, I'd love to see it quoted.

"That is no excuse," replied Mr. Brownlow. "You were present on the occasion of the destruction of these trinkets, and indeed are the more guilty of the two, in the eye of the law; for the law supposes that your wife acts under your direction."

"If the law supposes that," said Mr. Bumble, squeezing his hat emphatically in both hands, "the law is a ass -- a idiot. If that's the eye of the law, the law is a bachelor; and the worst I wish the law is, that his eye may be opened by experience -- by experience."
-- From Oliver Twist, Chapter 51 by Charles Dickens (1838)

Open borders means that the country has no borders.

As for the argument that newly-arrived immigrants who live among their own kind and continue to speak their own native languages will subsequently refuse or fail to learn English, well, that's nothing but a right-wing canard.

The hard truth of the matter is that immigrants to this country have most always preferred to settle among their own kind, at least initially. How do you think we ended up with places like "Little Italy" and "Chinatown" in places such as New York and San Francisco?

Further, it generally takes at least one generation for English to become firmly established within immigrant families as the first language of choice. That's why up until perhaps 15 years ago, the second biggest Polish-speaking city in the world -- after Warsaw -- was Chicago, given the sheer number of Polish immigrants who settled there after the Second World War.

My own paternal great-great grandparents emigrated from the Schleswig-Holstein region in northern Germany to northeastern Illinois in the late 1880s. From what I've learned from my family, they spoke mostly German until they died 40-something years later, and their English was broken at best. They read German-language newspapers, listened to German-language radio broadcasts from both Chicago and Milwaukee, and attended German-language church services on Sunday, as did most of their immigrant friends in the surrounding area. But they did make sure that their own children learned English.

My great-grandmother -- who was 2 years old when she came to this country with her parents and two older brothers -- spoke only German when she began school in a literal German "kindergarten," but eventually came to speak English fluently -- albeit, as I would remember her, with a pronounced clip of an accent.

My grandmother's primary language was English, and although she understood German as spoken by her parents and grandparents, she consciously chose not to speak it unless it was spoken to her first. She was in kindergarten when the First World War broke out, and she quickly learned from seeing the manner in which her own grandparents were treated that speaking German was not tolerated well by the WASPs in the neighboring communities toward Lake Michigan.

My father, his brothers and his cousins were the first generation of our family that could be considered English-exclusive. Ironically, he later had to learn German as a young military officer, when the Marine Corps assigned him to an embassy post in Bonn, West Germany. He subsequently delighted his grandmother (my great-grandmother) upon his return to the States, by being able to converse with her in her native language.

While I admit that my own family's multi-generational experience is entirely anecdotal, I seriously doubt that it's really all that much different from the collective experiences of other American families with European forebears. Why then, given that experience, would we seek to hold immigrants of color to a more rigorous double standard?