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2 thoughts on “Trump Brings Peace to Middle East! Democrats Furious”
Old joke (but a goodie!)
Bill Clinton, about to wrap up his second term as POTUS with not much so show for it, is walking down a deserted beach, kicking at the occasional rock, and thinking deep thoughts about his legacy, or more likely his lack of one. But he’s surprised out of his funk by a rock that doesn’t go “clunk” when kicked. This one lets our a metallic “clang.”
So he picks it up, brushes it off and realizes he’s holding a very old looking lamp. (You knew this was a genie joke, right?) When the inevitable genie shows up she announces that in gratitude she will grant him one wish. When he objects that he’s heard she’s supposed to grant three wishes she gets cranked up, tells him she doesn’t care what he’s heard, its one wish per mortal and not to push his luck.
So he’s drawn back to his earlier thoughts and decides he’ll wish for peace in the middle east. The genie says she’s been in that lamp a very long time and has never heard of any place called “the middle east”, but perhaps he could drew her a map. So he does. He flattens out some sand and starts drawing a map with a long stick, giving her a bit of a geography lesson as he goes. When he finishes and looks up, her eyes have gone very wide and she looks kind of stressed. She says “The names of the countries are all different, but I recognize the coastlines, mountains, and rivers. Those people? You want me to stop them from fighting? They’ve been at each others’ throats since day one. It is a miracle any of them survive. I realize I’m a genie but even our powers have limits. Can’t you give a girl a break and come up with something that isn’t damn near impossible?”
Clinton gives a heavy sigh, scratches out the map with his foot, thinks for a minute, and says, “Well, if I can’t have peace in the middle east, I’ll wish for one night of mad passionate sex with my wife Hillary.”
The genie does a face palm, sobs for a moment quietly, then between tears says “Can I have another look at that map?”
My opinion:
Assuming both sides agree to the treaty, I give it a week — two at the most — before someone on the Gaza side gets froggy and starts firing rockets (just arrived from Iran, and not there when Palestine “disarmed”!) or tossing home-made pipe-bombs over the fence.
But I don’t believe Palestine/Gaza will accept statehood, because then, when the inevitable happens, Israel would be responding to an unprovoked attack from a near-peer sovereign nation (a.k.a. an act of war), and even the U.N. can’t disagree and pressure them to stand down — though that worthless mass of so-called “leadership” will certainly try.
Old joke (but a goodie!)
Bill Clinton, about to wrap up his second term as POTUS with not much so show for it, is walking down a deserted beach, kicking at the occasional rock, and thinking deep thoughts about his legacy, or more likely his lack of one. But he’s surprised out of his funk by a rock that doesn’t go “clunk” when kicked. This one lets our a metallic “clang.”
So he picks it up, brushes it off and realizes he’s holding a very old looking lamp. (You knew this was a genie joke, right?) When the inevitable genie shows up she announces that in gratitude she will grant him one wish. When he objects that he’s heard she’s supposed to grant three wishes she gets cranked up, tells him she doesn’t care what he’s heard, its one wish per mortal and not to push his luck.
So he’s drawn back to his earlier thoughts and decides he’ll wish for peace in the middle east. The genie says she’s been in that lamp a very long time and has never heard of any place called “the middle east”, but perhaps he could drew her a map. So he does. He flattens out some sand and starts drawing a map with a long stick, giving her a bit of a geography lesson as he goes. When he finishes and looks up, her eyes have gone very wide and she looks kind of stressed. She says “The names of the countries are all different, but I recognize the coastlines, mountains, and rivers. Those people? You want me to stop them from fighting? They’ve been at each others’ throats since day one. It is a miracle any of them survive. I realize I’m a genie but even our powers have limits. Can’t you give a girl a break and come up with something that isn’t damn near impossible?”
Clinton gives a heavy sigh, scratches out the map with his foot, thinks for a minute, and says, “Well, if I can’t have peace in the middle east, I’ll wish for one night of mad passionate sex with my wife Hillary.”
The genie does a face palm, sobs for a moment quietly, then between tears says “Can I have another look at that map?”
My opinion:
Assuming both sides agree to the treaty, I give it a week — two at the most — before someone on the Gaza side gets froggy and starts firing rockets (just arrived from Iran, and not there when Palestine “disarmed”!) or tossing home-made pipe-bombs over the fence.
But I don’t believe Palestine/Gaza will accept statehood, because then, when the inevitable happens, Israel would be responding to an unprovoked attack from a near-peer sovereign nation (a.k.a. an act of war), and even the U.N. can’t disagree and pressure them to stand down — though that worthless mass of so-called “leadership” will certainly try.