Simple solution:

1. The Greeks pick up the migrants on the beaches, load them on buses and drive them directly to the nearest airport.
2. The German Air Force sends down a few cargo planes each day, welcomes the travellers aboard with coffee and halal-compliant strudel, and flies them directly to Frankfurt airport.
3. From there they are immediately transported to social housing and issued their first checks.

Everybody wins.

Science is never “settled” as long as people have “feelings.”

Since there are a lot of advertising professionals contributing to this thread, I’d like to ask a few questions that have nagged at me for years:
Why can’t I remember ever seeing a car commercial that actually tells you something about the car?
Do consumers really buy cars on the basis of “Zoom, Zoom”, or Matthew McConaughey’s drive-by musings or drone shots of the product speeding along a lonely highway at twilight?
A new car is the largest consumer purchase most ordinary folks ever make.
Wouldn’t it more sensible for a car manufacturer to brag about price, or horsepower, or seating capacity, or safety ratings, or high-tech features, or fuel economy, or something else that’s tangible?
What am I missing?

Known Fact: You’re right. Even at 1%, I vastly overestimated his readership–and underestimated his chutzpah.

Gee, I wonder what they have in common that enables them to succeed so “far above their talents and intellect”.
Anyone?

So a self-described “Russian Jewish immigrant” with no roots in the history, values or traditions of the American nation is terribly disappointed that scribblings which have gone unread by 99 percent of the US population has failed to topple an admittedly flawed but nevertheless duly elected President of the United States.
Now that’s chutzpah!

On repeated occasions during my adolescence and adulthood, I’ve had the experience of beginning work at a good job, joining classes at a respected educational institution or becoming otherwise involved in a promising life situation when within days of my starting someone would tell me I looked “just like” a person who had departed recently and was considered by one and all to have been a complete jerk.
Then he or she would immediately begin treating me like a complete jerk and encourage others to do the same.
Is there perhaps a chance that I can sell my story to the Washington Post or the New York Times in a bylined article at their standard rates?
Something like “Resemblemism: When the World Treats You Like You’re Someone Else Who’s Not as Nice as You Are”.
BTW, I’m old, white and straight, so that will count against me. On the other hand, all the people who treated me so horribly are also old, white and straight, so maybe there’s hope.