Refugees are among the most vulnerable people on the planet. They generally teeter between statelessness and total damnation. I know because I was a refugee in Tanzania from 1981 to 1984. My condition wasn’t the worst because I was an “elite refugee.” I was able to attend the University of Dar es Salaam and earn two law degrees. Tanzania saved me. But my refugee story isn’t textbook. All you have to do is open the paper and read about another capsized boat on the Mediterranean in which hundreds of doomed refugees have perished trying to reach Europe.
It happens daily — sometimes several times a day. This “flood” of refugees has exposed xenophobia in Europeans. They simply will not take in more dark people.