This week, President Bush is hosting a conference in Annapolis for reps from more than 40 countries. He suddenly wants to end the conflict between Israel and the Palestinians.
It seems ludicrous for the man who’s done more single-handedly to destroy peace in the Middle East lately to be the referee in this. Especially since he’s already made it clear whose side he’s on by never showing much regard for the Palestinians.
I can sum up the whole Middle East problem in one word: Cats. They’re all acting like cats. Scrappy alley cats.
We’re known for being loners, but there’s nothing wrong with that because we don’t go around starting wars.
We don’t because we’re not religious. You’ll never hear a cat say, “My Maker is better than your Maker, so you die.”
Eons ago, we learned to co-exist with our nemeses – dogs – even though there’s almost nothing we like about them.
What surprises me is that Ehud Olmert, Mahmoud Abbas, and the rest are humoring Bush by even showing up, instead of telling him to go clean up his own messes in Iraq and Afghanistan. And New Orleans, while he’s at it.
It seems unlikely that the Palestinians will ever accept Israel as long as it acts like an unruly kitten. No firmly established cat likes to have some interloper come into his home, kick him out of his favorite bed, eat from his bowl, use his litterbox, steal his best catnip, destroy his toys, and generally show no respect for his existence.
Fred and I have managed to live in relative peace for my 11 years, but it takes maturity. Cats can get along if they quit all the, “You give in first,” “No, you give in first,” “No, you give in first,” posturing and simply STOP fighting.
If cats can do it, why not people?