Can the foreign worker program survive, or is it merely the next sacrificial lamb on capitalism’s dark altar? ICE looms in the shadows, a relentless specter waiting to tear the system apart, dragging workers from factories and fields like souls claimed in the dead of night. Yet, others whisper a grim alternative—hire your own, house your own, and watch as the fortress walls rise, sealing us in as surely as they seal others out. But beneath these conflicting nightmares pulses the darkest question of all: can capitalism itself survive this growing storm, or is it devouring its own lifeblood in a desperate bid to endure? One truth emerges clearly from this gloom—you can only kick this rusted can down the road for so long before it hits a dead end, forcing society to face the abyss it created.