Once there was a politician who was out on the campaign trail, trying to collect some votes. The politician got lonely and bored so he cried "Peace with the Palestinians". The voters rushed out to see what was going on. The politician was very pleased with this result. A few days later he was once again lonely and bored so he tried his little trick. Once more the voters rushed out to see what was going on.
And so it went on – every time the politician got lonely or bored, he cried "Peace with the Palestinians" and the voters came and returned sorely disappointed.
And then one day, a real live, unarmed Palestinian politician came out of the woods waving a white flag. The politician happily cried out "Peace with the Palestinians" but by this time the voters were up to his tricks and nobody came.
So the politician sat down with the peaceful Palestinian. They talked and talked but nobody came. They drew maps and divided the country. They signed agreements and broke them. They fought and made up. They gave each other medals and citations for their diplomatic skills. They established institutes for peace, projects for peace and conducted marathon peace summits. Nobody came but eventually they stopped caring.
Legend has it that to this day, somewhere in Israel, deep in the desert, there are two politicians, one Israeli and one Palestinian, arguing about peace and kicking up sandstorms.
The moral of the story is this:
1 - If you want to have peace, keep the politicians out of it, especially if one of them is called Peres.
2 – Palestinians who want peace exist only in fiction, for all we know.
3 – People learn more quickly in fables than in real life…
Inspired by Treppenwitz who asks, quite correctly, Peace When, Mr. President?
and by the lovely Aesop fable "The Boy Who Cried Wolf".