What happens when the smiling young children who greeted us with "hellos" become teenagers who have grown up in the confines of Za'atari? If they see no future, they will become vulnerable to manipulation and radicalization. We have seen it before. We're about to see it again. The world must step up and act now.
The international community hasn't ignored Ukraine, but the focus is invariably geopolitical: What is Putin's end game? Should the West arm the Ukrainian forces? Will Ukraine be absorbed by a reborn Russian empire? Interesting and important questions, all of them, but what remains unsaid is the hideous human drama that is playing out.
I remember the day in April 2001 when Bob Simon flew into northern Kenya's Kakuma Refugee Camp to cover the Lost Boys, a story that has become among the most watched in 60 Minutes' history, and that Bob followed for the next twelve years.
Fifty individuals and families have joined in, each giving $1 or more a day to support the grantees. Here are the extraordinary people we supported this week.
According to the United Nations High Commissioner for Refugees (UNHCR), more than 3,400 people died in 2014 trying to cross the Mediterranean to reach Europe.
Homework is a challenge for the tutors and kids. It's hard to teach a 12-year-old algebra in forty minutes when they don't know how to count yet. But something has to go down on the worksheet.
During a recent visit to Lebanon, walking along Hamra Street, I was taken back to my childhood. My father and I meandered down this road en route to my favorite spot. Constantly stopped by friends, eager to talk, it seemed to take forever to reach the Modca Cafe, and the ice cream I so eagerly anticipated.
I remember when it first happened. Several years ago, I was sitting across from ...
When you become a Northern Californian -- a true Northern Californian -- you can develop a penchant for -- how do I put this? -- spiritual things.
Only by clinging steadfastly to a memory of a happy Syria can I believe that one day those who contributed to both sides of the current war will commit to help the victims of the conflict. Syrian refugees are dying in the cold, and the price of a jacket is far less than the price of a weapon.
So this is the day, the last of days. Three hundred and sixty-five days of protests, lay-ins, new laws, broken laws, innocent jailing, pride, nationalism, fear and hope. This day, without failure, wipes the windshield of mud and dirt, eternally with the promise of change.
The only thing "new" in this personal litany is to see it illumined by the emotionally hollow, worldly "new" that I witnessed on a long ago airplane ride. What is not new is how deeply satisfying I find my own treasures.
This is how a journalist who writes about human traffickers suddenly became a human trafficker himself.
Divisive thinking doesn't settle anger or fear but fuels both. In our common future, the problem is always the same everywhere--acting against our own happiness. The solution is to stop doing this and to find a new way to be happy.
This week's passing into law of Australia's Migration and Maritime Powers Legislation Amendment Act, which comes on the heels of a year of tightened border controls and refugee intake policy changes, could chill regional cooperation.
We have all lost in this fight. There are no winners, and with the announcement, pained feelings we have carried for five decades come to the surface.