Once, long ago, I was walking thru a cultural fair with a friend who was a highly regarded Turkish classical musician and came across a group of Armenians(some of whom, I later learned were affiliated with ARM), and they rush out and embraced him, hugging and kissing and crying out his name. "We know him for years. He plays for our dances."

And, in the same time, there was this Israeli cafe where the Palestinian and Israeli students used to eat kebabs, argue politics, drink coffee(and the best ice tea ever) sing together, and occasionally dance amongst the tables and chairs."We're cousins. We argue, but we don't fight."

So, maybe, whatever the leaders say, people still will sing and dance together. Maybe that's the best hope we've got...