I still remember the day that my family and I became American citizens. We emigrated from Iran and had wound our way through this country's arcane immigration system for 14 years. After filling out countless forms, enduring endless waits in INS offices and taking the citizenship exam, we were finally ready. We got into our brand new Toyota and drove to a small courthouse in Danville, Illinois, where we raised our right hands and were sworn in. Just months later, I was so excited to get my…