The White House Rewrites the Poem on the Statue of Liberty – Alternatino


Emma, wow What an honor to be sitting here with the great-granddaughter of the woman who wrote the inspiring poem for the Statue of Liberty. We love it. Love it. So beautiful But the White House had just a few teeny tiny notes to make it seem more…um How do we say this Linda? -Modern Modern. Thank you, yes. And, everyone here was so excited that you’d be the one to update it. You, you, you, you, you haha Ahaha, okay. So I’m just being nitpicky here, but let’s take a look at this part. “Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free.” Beautiful. It’s a message of inclusion, of welcoming. Uniting a nation that- I’m sorry, we get it. – Yeah, we got it. And we like the idea of calling them YOUR tired, YOUR poor, YOUR huddled masses. That totally clicks with us. Don’t necessarily love the “give us” part, ya know? What? America isn’t currently in the business of the tired and the poor. Definitely not the huddled masses. We want to be inviting, just not that inviting. -It’s thirsty. Thank you Linda, I was looking for that word. Yes, it’s thirsty. Well, it’s a nation of immigrants and the statue symbolizes that. But it’s the Statue of Liberty, Not the Statue of Let’s Just Let Everyone In. Haha, that’d be such a long title. But, that is quite literally what it stands for. Just take the spirit of the note. Let’s keep going. -Yes, yes. So, this next part, um. “The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.” Hmm, so this one was tricky. But, we do love the imagery of the shore. -Love it. Very on-brand, very provocative. And “wretched refuse,” we love that description of foreigners. You know, it evokes human garbage. But in such a nice way. Actually, it’s not supposed to evoke- Do we really want all that garbage on OUR shores? I don’t know if you’ve been up to the Bronx but, it’s pretty full up on teeming refuse already. Haha, Linda, that was savage. Maybe we should put that on the plaque. -Maybe we should. I wouldn’t do that. No, I would actually- Let’s keep moving. “Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me. I lift my lamp beside the golden door.” Again, we love it. -Love it. But, my gut tells me- And Linda, tell me if you agree. But, we want to say, sort of like, um. The opposite of that. -Mm, I agree. Does that make any sense? Okay, so question for you then. What are we keeping? Teeming? Ahaha, no. Masses? -Oh, no. Mother of exiles? -Oh my goodness, no god no. Please, not that one. -Not that? Okay. So then, what is left? Timeless words.

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