My sister (the one who found out yesterday from her seven year old son that Israel is leaving Gaza) told me that at her son's day camp, the color-war teams were Blue and Orange.
I can only hope that the camp administrators are as blithfully cluless as she is.
Because, if this Jewish camp is like most other Jewish camps, they've spent the summer telling the kids about the nasty old man with the fat stomach (Sharon) who is planning to throw the heroic and god-fearing settlers of Gaza into the street.
So how do they think the kids who ended up on the blue team feel?