Little David comes home from first grade and tell his father that
the class learned about the history of Valentine’s Day. “Since
Valentine’s day is for a Christian saint and we’re Jewish, “he asks,”
will God get mad at me for giving someone a valentine?”

David’s father thinks a bit, then says “No, I don’t think God would
get mad. Who do you want to give a valentine to?”

“Osama Bin Laden,” David says. “Why Osama Bin Laden,” his father asks
in shock. “Well,” David says, “I thought that if a little American
Jewish boy could have enough love to give Osama a valentine, he might
start to think that maybe we’re not all bad, and maybe start loving
people a little bit.

And if other kids saw what I did and sent valentines to Osama, he’d
love everyone a lot. And then he’d start going all over the place to
tell everyone how much he loved them and how he didn’t hate anyone
anymore.”

His father’s heart swells and he looks at his boy with newfound
pride.
“David, that’s the most wonderful thing I’ve ever heard.” “I know,”

David says, “and once that gets him out in the open, the Marines
could blow the shit out of him.”