There has been a new bout of violence in the Middle East, with a Palestinian gunman opening fire at a Bat Mitzvah and Israel’s retaliation with attacks from the air.

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Remember when you were a kid and you were fighting with your older brother or sister, and your mom comes into the room and yells at you to stop? So you both point at each other and say the other one did it and you hit them because they hit you first. But mom didn’t care who did what first, she just wanted you to go to your rooms to stop the fighting.

Yo, Israel and Palestine, the world doesn’t care anymore. We’re like mom, just stop it. We don’t care who did what first and who is retaliating for what. Just go to your rooms. You can come back out when you grow up.

Sometimes, life offers up a nice little tidbit of funny for us to chew on. We just tear into it gleefully and our belly hurts from the uproarious tumult. Well, I doubt Ronald Huff was laughing when he looked down from heaven and saw his very own pet monitor lizards eating him.

Granted, it was just his body. An empty vessel at that point as his death had been several days ago. But there is still something sacred about the body of a deceased person. At least, sacred enough not to want to be eaten by lizards after you die.

It appears that old Ronald just keeled over. His lizards got a little lunchy and ate his face off. Karma is a bitch. I guess there is at least one lesson to be learned here: A Hungry Lizard is Your Enemy, Not Your Friend.