One love.

Bus up to the North.
2 English speakers sharing an iPod.

-“Nahariya was pretty.”
-“Isn’t it Arab?”
-“Yeah, partly.”
-“So why were you there?”
-“I dunno. It was pretty.”
-“What made it pretty?”
-“The Arabs had nice homes. Really nice. They have money over there.”
-“Arabs have money?”
-“Some do.”
-“They shouldn’t. They should all be poor.”
-“Believe me, if it were up to me, I’d go out there and kill them all tomorrow.”
-“They should all be dead.”

…listening to the iPod…

-“Hey, reggae, nice.”

…singing…

-“One love… One heart… Let’s get together and feel alright…”

…pause…

-“Look at all those goddamn mosques. Why do they need so fucking many in one city. Blow that shit up.”