They all keep telling me I’m a saint, which is disconcerting enough, but often there is a strong undertow of “You, of all people, taking in a refugee!” The unmissable implication is that they have never known me do anything altruistic in my life. I find this hurtful, but also probably fair. I have always been quite generous with money, but never with my time, never with my convenience. And yet having Mohammed to stay does not feel like being saintly — on the contrary, it feels like a thoroughly good wheeze that has come at just the right time in my life. I was getting bored with my own comfort and worrying that I was becoming, like my parents, a slave to routine. I needed a bit of a shake-up. Also, there was some mild guilt that I was living alone in such a big house, given the terrible plight of young people who could barely afford to rent a flat, let alone ever hope to buy one. So giving a room to Mohammed seemed like a neat solution.
True. Living with a person who at any moment could go Allah Akbar on your ass is anything but boring. Lynn decided to write a puff piece on his poor little pet refugee. His reaction:
“I am not a refugee!” What! What are you doing here then? Why are you living in my house? “I am a political leader! My family are very rich! We could buy you up like that. Do you want money? Is that why you write this filth? I get you money. You First World women are all the same, you are heartless. You have no feelings. You Christians are all racists.”
(Laughs.) Eventually, Mohammed got the boot. A tiny moment of clarity was at hand:
In retrospect, I was so stupid, but also so arrogant. All my friends, and most of all Dorota, kept warning me not to trust him, but I just thought: “Oh, they’re all racists, whereas I am this paragon of liberalism.” And I liked the idea that I was being “daring” while they were being so cautious.
Back to the madness:
I’ve had almost a year to lick my wounds and now I think I’m ready to take another asylum seeker.
There are thousands of disadvantaged folks she can help in her country but NO! She wants to showcase how she's totally not a racist by playing Muslim roulette.
I’ll let you know how it goes.
Oh, I'm sure you'll be dying to tell us.