Let us say I go before a judge because I was caught evading the payment of taxes or writing bad checks or shoplifting.
Could I go before the judge and say, "But, Your Honor, I've been committing this crime for many years and I wasn't caught. YOU should have had better enforcement in place to prevent me from commiting this crime and you didn't. So, because you didn't and you allowed this lack of enforcement for so long, you cannot prosecute me for this crime, nor levy the logical or prescribed penalties. "
"In fact, I think, that because of your lack of enforcement, all of this time blatantly enabling me to commit this crime; you should reward me! Yes! Reward me with further access. Oh, and a better life, which includes free health care and education. Those are just a few things I want. I do want more and I'll let you know along the way what other things I ought to have."
"And this language you speak here? I really don't like it and I don't feel like learning it, okay? I want you to learn MY language and provide translators for me whenever and whereever I need them; including here when I've broken yet another one of your idiotic laws that you should have prevented me from breaking in the first place."
"You need to understand that you shouldn't even be trying to do anything about me committing this crime because the only reason I did so in the first place was because I needed to! I need the money! I lived in sheer squalor and I needed to get out of that."
"And yes, this is doublespeak, Your Honor. I do want it both ways. I do want you to believe that it shouldn't be a crime in the first place, because of my need and I also want you to believe that it IS a crime but that it's YOUR fault I committed it because you didn't prevent me or others sufficiently enough over the years from doing so. Yep, I want my cake and I want to eat it too."
"And, Your Honor, please don't disagree with my stand on any of this because I have purple skin and with any disaccord you will be demonstrating racism"
Sure, I could say all of that.
And then the gavel would come down with a crisp and defining "thwack" and I'd be on my way to jail.