So we're sitting at the table, eating an enjoyable meal, and Grandpa brings it up. The war. I must quote Golda Meir right now; “We will have peace with the Arabs when they love their children more than they hate us.”
I am not afraid of the war. I am not afraid of losing it. I am not afraid of dying. I just think it isn't necessary. I think it's stupid. I think that if they'd try not to hate us they could. If they tried to be a little open-minded, they could. But who am I kidding? Not gonna happen.
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