If being recalled is the price for keeping one's promises, then so be it.

I mean, that's a sad day in America when you're recalled because you did what you said you were going to do, and the public voted you in to do that.

If the price is very cheap then it's almost certainly a fake.

Hermes's shoulders sagged. "They'll try, Percy. Oh, we'll all try to keep our promise. And maybe for a while things will get better. But we gods have never been good at keeping oaths. You were born because of a broken promise, eh? Eventually we'll become forgetful. We always do."
"You can change."
Hermes laughed. "After three thousand years, you think the gods can change their nature?"
"Yeah," I said. "I do.

Go after the illegal employers. No free stuff. Take the handcuffs off law enforcement. They'll go home! They'll self-deport! The problem today is they break the law. They come across the border. And again, what's coming across that border today are bad guys!

The candle of liberty has always been kept lit by a vigilant few.