‘Aren’t those the glowing boots that killed Arafat?’Speaking of glows…… remember what happened to Polonius? He was an observer, too, when he was run through and UNnaturally killed.Oh, you fool. It’s a trap! Flee, run away, shoo!Meanwhile, back in Ramallah…Alas, poor Arafat! We knew him, Permanent Security Council; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fanciful fantasy of becoming a state.To be a two-state solution or not to be a single-state solutionthat is the question.Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to sufferThe slings and arrows of outrageous fortunewhile sitting in the UN,Or like Hamas, to take arms against a sea of troubles,And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;No more; and by a sleep to say we end.