Pearson, Georgia. Home to blue-collar workers, churches, farmland and mobile homes and… MEXICANS?! This isn’t going to sit too well with the locals, who like Mexicans about as much as Henry Bonilla. The only Mexican you used to see in Pearson was Desi Arnaz. Now, hundreds of both illegal and legal immigrants live there, to the chagrin of their neighbors. Here in Atkinson County, Hispanics have become the largest minority, narrowly edging out blacks and scaring all the whites.

As you can imagine, Elton Corbitt of the Pearson Corbitts says that immigration ruins just about everything - public schools, hospitals, the annual ‘Whites Kick Ass’ potluck. “The way the Mexicans have children, they’re going to have a majority here soon,” said Corbitt. “I have children and grandchildren. They’re going to become second-class citizens. And we’re going to be a third world country here if we don’t do something about it.” Hopefully the Mexicans will be able to vanquish the Corbitt lineage with all those bambinos they’re birthing.

Corbitt is a businessman who refuses to rent out any of his buildings to Hispanic businesses. I guess that’s still legal in Georgia. Surprisingly enough, Mexican residents don’t feel very welcome in Pearson. Says Olga Contreras-Martinez, “Because of my color, my last name, people always question me.” I can sympathize, being a white Smith. Just the other day, someone yelled at me from across the street, “Hey Mic! Why don’t you have another Guinness while you find me lucky charms?!” When I got home, I burst into tears and made myself a pot of Irish Coffee while blaring ‘Riverdance.’

Says Tasha Davis, “Before they come, everybody knew everybody. Now you don’t know who is living in the trailer next to you or the second trailer from you.”

There are so many things wrong with that sentence, I wouldn’t even know where to begin.