Let me tell you what I saw on my phone this week, folks. My granddaughter showed me the feeds, and I swear my blood pressure went up twenty points.

Shane Gillis did a monologue on Saturday Night Live. He told some jokes. The internet about had a collective heart attack over it. People were typing in all caps, sharing clips like they'd witnessed a crime, demanding somebody do something about this man and his mouth.

Meanwhile, illegal aliens with rap sheets a mile long keep getting let back onto our streets. Women hurt. Families destroyed. Towns terrorized. You know how much outrage I see about that from the same crowd? Crickets. Absolute crickets.

This MSN piece lays it out pretty plainly, and I'll give credit where it's due. A comedian says something edgy on television and the whole machinery of online outrage cranks up like somebody pulled a fire alarm. An illegal alien commits an actual crime against an actual woman and suddenly everybody's real quiet.

I've heard worse jokes in the teachers' lounge on a Monday morning. You know what I don't see? A single peep from the nice folks on social media when an illegal alien with a rap sheet gets arrested, released, and arrested again because nobody bothered to send him home the first time.

Where was the outrage then? Where were the all-caps posts? Where was the collective hand-wringing? Gone. Because it doesn't fit the story they want to tell.

What burns me up is these same people who cry foul over a joke will turn around and tell you that enforcing our immigration laws is cruel. They weep over somebody getting put on a plane back to their home country. A woman in our own community gets hurt by somebody who crossed our border illegally, and they can't even be bothered to type 280 characters about it.

I've been around long enough to know the difference between a joke and a crime. A joke might make you uncomfortable. A crime leaves a bruise. A crime leaves a woman afraid to walk to her car at night. A crime leaves children without a mother.

Shane Gillis didn't hurt anybody. He opened his mouth and some words came out that some folks didn't like. That's called Tuesday in America, last I checked.

What actually hurts people is letting violent criminals wander around our communities because nobody has the backbone to enforce the law. What hurts people is the same voices screaming about a comedy bit staying stone silent while women pay the price for open borders and broken enforcement.

My mama always said you can tell a lot about people by what gets them riled up. Well, I can tell you this much. If a comedian's monologue gets you madder than a woman getting assaulted by someone who broke our laws to get here, your priorities are a mess. And I don't say that to be mean. I say it because somebody needs to.

I'll keep writing the stories they don't want to read. Dale keeps tracking the numbers. Those fine men and women at ICE keep doing the work nobody thanks them for.

The rest of y'all can keep yelling about a joke. We've got real work to do.