Holy ****!
You mean my very nice Mexican next-door neighbors, who are the hardest working family I have ever had the pleasure of knowing, are now suspect of being illegal aliens and could be stopped and held, without the freedom to leave at will, until whoever stops them is convinced they are not illegals?
Come to think of it, that and their three or four Mercedes, their Range/Land Rover and their son's Lamborghini can only possibly mean one thing: they are drug dealers!