The Horror of Postville, Iowa

Please tell me why these children have been deprived of their parents. Please tell me why these hard workers are being given prison sentences. Please tell me why the owners of the Processing Plant have not been charged. Please tell me that this country hasn't gone completely away from Emma Lazarus's eloquent words.

"Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to be free, the wretched refuse of your teeming shores, send these, the homeless tempest-tossed to me....I lift my lamp beside the golden door"