JD, they told me,
you don't want to go to Jerusalem.
You'll get blown up.
And think about checkpoints.
It's all day waiting in line.
What, I said, do I look like a dumbass?
I know these things. I'm going.
Well lose the kaffiyeh at least, they warned me.
And stay off the bus.
So we set out, me and the rabbi.
You know the rest of the story, of course.
It always ends up the same.
Everyone's innocent, nobody dies or
nobody's innocent, everyone dies.
Your choice.