When I heard Bush say that he was going to solve the Middle East peace crises in 12 months, my first reaction was to say, "Fuck! That's just absolutely ridiculous. What a retarded monkey our president is." A thought occurred then, and it was one of the oddest thoughts of my life. I can't believe I'm about to say this, but I think I believe in George Bush. Consider this:

You've been given the opportunity to have a luncheon with George W. Bush. At first, it's an honor, even if you're like me and you hate the bastard, you still would be able to talk about the fact that you had lunch with the President of the United States. But then, you start talking, his points are nonsensical, and he doesn't seem to understand rationality. You say, "This discussion's moronic, I'm getting out of here," but there's a secret service agent behind you.

"The President is still speaking to you, sir."

You turn around. Slowly, and painfully, you pull out your chair and sit back down. The discussion recommences, and since Bush can't be moved by logic or reason, you slowly find yourself becoming hoarse and frustrated. There's no way out. No way out. You're stuck in conversation with a raving lunatic who's the ruler of the god damn free world. What would you do to get out of the discussion? What would you say? What would you agree with? What would you do?

Israel and Palestine are about to find out.