Peacemaker

For the 43rd time in my life diplomats are trying to bring peace between the Jews and Arabs. They always fail. I usually don't get involved in lost causes but I figured, WTF, I'll offer my own peace plan.

I call it the D9 Peacemaker.

The armored 108,000 pound Cat D9, nicknamed Duby (Bear) by the IDF, delivers 410 flywheel HP to push it's massive 18 square yard Blade of Peace. As the Duby creates and clears rubble, it creates a Zone of Peace where only the stupidest Rachel Corrie or Abu al-Roadkill will attempt to wage war.

Since arab women can't bear and raise children in a field of basketball sized rubble, they will uulate away to better conditions. Thus the arab men, otherwise known as Hamas and the PLO, won't have anyone to hide behind and they too, will flee into the desert from whence they came. The imbeciles that stay behind can be pacified with the 50 caliber Barrett Paradise Ticket.

In my peace plan, the IDF gives the arabs 24 hours notice that they will bulldoze the arab camps then line up the D9 Peacemakers. After 24 hours the IDF bulldozes the arab camps, with or without optional arabs in them (natural selection is in play here, those who fail to flee are not naturally selected and don't get to pass their genes on to the future). The now homeless arabs are escorted to the deserts of Egypt, Jordan, Syria, Lebanon from whence they came (optionally the Mediterranean for the Phoenicians among them). Then the fences go up and peace breaks out in the Israeli neighborhood. Life is good.

After the arabs of Egypt, Jordan, Syria and Lebanon are reunited with their arab brothers, they can either live in peace with Israel or find a modern Saladin to fight Israel to the death. I think we already know how THAT would turn out.

I believe that my D9 Peacemaker plan has legs. If you like my plan then call the US State Department, write your UN representative or call CNN. Leave me out of it, I'm just a dreamer.