Yet every immigrant has the same vision: two-car garages, a second mortgage, a third marriage, a speedboat, 3 Martini lunches, a house on Long Island. Money cuts across all barriers of race, religion and class. The newly arrived Vietnamese couple selling fresh fruit outside Madison Square Garden has the same rights to the American dream as the Mayflower executive purchasing plums from them. To be brought up amongst people who occupy only an 11th of the world's surface but consume one-third of its resources, is everyone's right. Harish Desai, whose uncle owns an Upper West Side vending franchise, was set up in a booth at 86th and Broadway. In less than six months, Harish had been joined by his brother; in less than two years by the rest of his family.
