He was traveling through Canada. The day’s newspaper had a front-page image of the lifeless body of a little Syrian boy. He drowned while the dingy boat carrying his fleeing poor war-torn family capsized in turbulent sea. Waves finally brought him to mighty Europe.
Now, a photo of a crying little girl dressed in a ruffled red dress appeared in a major US-newspaper. She was begging a border-guard to let her detained mommy go. The poor family crossed the border of this superpower fleeing poverty.
“Do children ever have voice”, pondered Bob.