Don’t Get Me Started
Please, God, let them all show up in Annapolis—so we can throw them in the brig:
The summit hasn’t received much media attention or buzz in the U.S., but Jewish blogs and Israeli news outlets have been paying mighty close attention, and I guarantee you it will be the talk of the Arab world come next Monday.
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Unfortunately, the formal invitations to the doomed summit have now been issued today:
The United States on Tuesday invited Israel and the Palestinians to attend a meeting in Annapolis, Maryland, next week that it hopes will launch formal peace talks, U.S., Israeli and Palestinian officials said.
Dozens of countries will be asked to attend the Nov. 27 talks, including Syria and Saudi Arabia which do not have diplomatic relations with Israel and whose presence might give Palestinian President Mahmoud Abbas political cover to make compromises.
Forget border compromises, right-of-return, one, two, or thirty-seven state solutions. The one non-negotiable item on the Palestinian agenda is their right to kill Jews however and whenever they want. Nothing else counts.
This whole conference is a stain on the character of Condoleezza Rice (pun overlooked because no other word will quite do). To think that young Jewish men and women marched (and died) during the civil rights movement so that she could grow up to sell their descendants down the river.