How do you find a compromise with people whose government pays a lifelong dividend to the families of those they proudly call “martyrs;” those who target civilians: children, women and men, grandparents, in cafés, on beaches, in hotels, on Holy Sites, and who attack cars and buses with impunity?
How do you develop empathy for people who idolize these murderers, these terrorists, by naming streets and plazas after them, joyfully acknowledging their arrival in paradise with their much desired gift of 72 virgins for their barbaric actions?