It's the middle of the night and a man is walking down the dark, deserted streets of Belfast.
He jumps when a voice behind him suddenly says, "Are you a Catholic or a Protestant?"
Thinking fast, he says, "Neither. I'm a Jew!"
And the voice behind him says, "Well, I must be the luckiest Palestinian in Belfast!"
He jumps when a voice behind him suddenly says, "Are you a Catholic or a Protestant?"
Thinking fast, he says, "Neither. I'm a Jew!"
And the voice behind him says, "Well, I must be the luckiest Palestinian in Belfast!"
Dying to live, living to die.