In other words, do you know who I am?

Yes, unwelcome, unwanted, unlawful and, mostly, unafraid we do know who are, only too well. You were the guy who was imported from Kenya to go to a nice school here, from which you quickly departed. Under U.S. law, you were supposed to have returned to your Third World hellhole by Dec. 24, 1970.

You were ordered deported in 1986. You were again ordered deported in 1989. You lost your appeal before the Board of Immigration Appeals in 1992.

And yet, you remain here, unwelcome, unwanted, unlawful and, mostly, unafraid. If only we could say Uncle Omar is being given special treatment with yet another hearing, because he’s the president’s uncle. But nowadays, illegal aliens are treated better in America than most Americans. Look at the illegals’ newest handout — free tuition at state colleges.

In one regard, Uncle Omar is a different type of illegal. He actually works, at Conti’s Liquors in Framingham. That’s more than you say for the president’s aunt, Auntie Zeituni, who was living in a public housing project in Southie as an illegal alien on welfare.