Hubris on the New York Times Editorial Board.

Something must be done, and soon, not only for the refugees but also for the political stability of the European Union. The human tsunami and the absence of a coherent response to it has fueled Europe’s xenophobic right and caused discord among the union’s 28 member states.

This is the detritus of a war-torn world.
Do you remember when the New York Times Editorial Board was urging American politicians to ... "do something!" to help protect the women and children of Iraq, Syria and Libya?

The call back then, of course, was for "air support".  To displace dictators, aid rebel alliances, and free the women, children and elderly on the ground from the rule of tyrants so they too could live and breathe the air of freedom...

This is the result:  this is what happens when you strafe homes, routes and countries with bombs.  You displace people.  When you take out their forms of government, with no hopes of replacing it with anything, nevermind anything better, then you create chaos.

This is the world that the NYT Editorial Board helped to build.
"Do Something" crusades rarely affect those who preach, from miles and miles away, and fight, again, from miles and miles above, and yet are not the ones forced to pack and run when the bombs do not distinguish between peaceful living civilians and the chaos unleashed.

The NYT Board still has faith in weapons, technologies.
But as they win, the people on the ground will continue to lose.

Don' t look away, but don't blame Europe for the diplaced peoples turning up on their doorstops.  "Do Something" only works when the steps taken are measured, and the counsel given wise.

Look back now and see who was advising conservative steps in intervening in sovereign nations' roles for caring for their peoples:  we were the wise ones.

I do know of a ranch or two in Texas though that surely could sustain a hundred people -- moms, dads, brothers sisters, grandparents -- fleeing from the military chaos that now envelopes their own homelands.

Where are the proud purple fingers today?
The American fingers, measuring which way the wind blows...