Gisteren kreeg ik mail van een apotheker uit Aleppo. En om nu te zeggen dat ik er enthousiast van werd: nou nee.

Maar leest u het toch vooral zelf:

Dear Respectfully,
My name is Aishat Yusuf I am a Medical practitioner by profession, please I write to seek your assistance to help I and my two daughters in achieving our aim of relocating out of Syria, we are trapped and have a enough money that can bear all investment costs including buying a new house and setting up a good business in your country under your close supervision but we are afraid not to be faced with problems which a lot of Syrian business persons, who are now treated as commoners or refugees just because they traveled out of Syria without right documents or making good preparations overseas before they traveled out.
Honestly, we do not want anything of such that will ever bring us back to Syria once we have traveled out, this is why we want to make sure our money is first moved out of Syria in advance, thereafter, we start coming over to your country, so that we will not suffer or lack when we arrive.
Dear Respectfully, I am believing you will be sincerely in acceptance to help us achieve our heart desire and I can assure you that we will compensate you very well by making you a permanent stake holder that will manage and direct the day to day affairs of the investments which we will invest in your country.
And once I confirm your sincerity in seeing us through, then I will proceed with moving our family funds to your care in your country to enable you have enough money to make all the relevant arrangements rightly including paper works before our arrival, so that when we will arrive in your country, we will be received and addressed as investors not as refugees.

Yours faithfully,

Aishat Yusuf

Ik vraag me altijd weer af wie hier nu in wil trappen, maar de aanpak suggereert dat de Gutmensch graag bedrogen wil worden en een aantal er dus met ogen open in tuint. Je zou het in je broek doen van het lachen als ik een broek droeg, zoiets. Want als er nooit iemand in zou trappen zouden ze er vanzelf mee stoppen, die apothekers uit Aleppo ‘slimme’ jongens uit Nigeria.