I worked for the U.S. Border Patrol in the late 1990s.  One summer day, my driver and I headed for a tiny town outside Houston to look at some above-ground fuel storage tanks.  We took a "G-ride," an unmarked Crown Victoria. When my driver, wearing a green polo shirt with a USBP emblem over his left breast, got out of the vehicle, the complete labor force of the tank manufacturing company ran away from that green shirt.  The CEO of the company was standing on the deck as we arrived.  He turned white at the spectacle of his employees running away from us.  With arms raised as though he were being arrested, his comments were, "I swear, they all have good I-9s."  It was obvious that his employees' immigration documents were probably bogus. The U.S. Border Patrol would dispatch "intelligence officers" to cross the border and investigate the counterfeit document mills that could be found in the Mexican border...(Read Full Article)