I latch onto other things, maybe it's coming from Lebanon. I see the region as an incredible rich, fertile, intricate, diverse complex mosaic. I love it to death. I feel threatened when I hear that there were no people there. I feel incredibly threatened.

For instance, where did oranges come from? It was Arabs that cultivated the orange. I'll find something somewhere that says that a Jewish rabbi that cultivated the orange back in seventeen something. That's not true, that's a myth that was created to prove there were no people there. That stuff threatens me. I get more upset about where this orange came from. There were no oranges. There was no soap either. Both of these things came from Palestine. I can't even give Lebanon credit. Soap came from Nablus and oranges from Jaffa. I latch onto those things. Those are the things are sacred to me, as opposed to stone, though that's special too. I think in the end it's this fear that part of you is going to be erased, this part of you is going to be invalidated by the other side.

Last night Dick's talk was incredible, he's very knowledgeable, but it's one people, we're hearing the story of one people, the Jewish people, seeing evidence for it. It was validation. But there's another narrative there.