Side note, my man is dressed pretty fly. I'm used to seeing refugees dress like... well, refugees. This cat has style. Respect.
I just want to tell Mr. Trump directly: I'm a Syrian refugee who survived chemical weapons attacks, who lived under two years of siege and bombardment by the government. I would love to, like, buy you a beer, and just sit in front of you and tell you how bad it is in Syria.
[Trump] proved once again, yesterday, that you have a big heart. At least a lot more bigger than Obama because you actually tried to do something. We need real, long-term commitment to bring peace to Syria.
And here I thought Trump was Hitler's other son. Time to call in the Narrative Buster for this one.
Unfortunately, Trump doesn't drink beer. But I'm sure he'd play a round of golf with this guy.