Joseph L Votel –  head of Ah-merican Strategic Command – has said that more American troops might be needed in Syria.

Don’t mention Ass Ass Assah Assah Assah-D.

We the British People

We’re not British, we’re civilised 

I want the YPG

No I want the YPG

You can’t have them, we’re Turkish 

Eating their Kurds and whey 

The reason 

The American troops 

We must increase 

And win wars!

Excuse me I’d like to be a refugee

You cannot be a refugee

Please! I want to be a refugee

I have cameras running vision of blankets and bags and white tents you cannot be a refugee there are thousands of them

Who said 

I said 

I want a white helmet 

Darling, an Oscar doesn’t mean you deserve a white helmet 

I want a redesigned military uniform and I want to be a refugee

Why can’t you be a doctor? Lawyer? 

They don’t go nowhere 

Yes they do! Skiing and the Caymans and long expensive dinners where you buy things to lower your tax and gossip with other beautiful wives! You’ll be known as a phil

I wanna be a refugee!

Darling you speak two languages. You have great teeth. You are perfect for coupling. A quiet career in modelling. Investment banker with three houses. What about the UN? Close to 5th Avenue, a train down to NoLita when you’re feeling edgy

Why can’t I be black? 

Because when I decided to spend the next six hours with someone I liked the look of very much I did not spend a lot of time checking their skin but I did check other things and they were perfect for Mommy.

I don’t understand. I think I want to be Muslim. 

For fuck’s sake it is Malcolm X. Isn’t it time for school? 

No. Can I apply to be a refugee? You always said you could fast track me.

That was for medical school. Not the line of desperados trying to make some coin. I’ll tell you what. You talk to your teacher about how terrible the situation is for refugees and how you’d like to work with them and then we’ll discuss why you can’t be one. Because you just can’t. You live here. You have a country.

Don’t they have a country? 

But they don’t want to live there so they decide to come here anyway 

You’d travel a lot

It would be very dangerous 

Daddy is always saying you should test your limits 

He does everyday I assure you 

If you wore the right clothes you wouldn’t be cold

Yes. We’ll be off to Kathmandu in a jiffy. You’ll fit right in after I tear your jacket into 50 pieces. 

Can I be friends with them?

Oh yes, that would help Mommy enormously. We can get photos together and talk about them at the school fete 

But what if I get head lice like when 

That won’t happen again. Mommy cannot spell white trash. And neither can they.