How bad would things have to get, for you to spend all of your money so your family could cram into a small, flimsy, rubber boat with 40 other people? Imagine you can’t swim, and nor can anyone else in your family. It’s night, you have no lights, and you must travel six miles across choppy seas. There is no captain. A man who has never even been on a boat will navigate. They tell you to sit on the dinghy’s inflated edge with your son on your lap. Your husband must stand, and you cannot see your brother near the back, because it’s so dark. How bad would things have to be, before you put your family in that boat? How bad would things have to get, before you actually felt lucky to get a spot on that boat?