Agent 9, taking a breather after a busy Christmas and New Year's season, sends the following dialogue between an IS jihadist and one of the few remaining Jews in the Levant (outside of Israel).
A fleeing ISIS terrorist, desperate for water, was plodding through the desert of eastern Syria, when he saw something far off in the distance. Hoping to find water, he hurried toward what he feared might be a mirage, only to find a very small, very frail, very old Jewish man, standing at a small makeshift display rack -- selling ties.
"Do you have water?", asked the jihadist.
"I have no water," replied the Jew. "Would you like to buy a tie? Only $5."
The terrorist shouted hysterically, "Idiot Infidel! I do not need such an over-priced western adornment. I spit on your ties. I need water!"
"Sorry, I have none... just ties... pure silk. And only $5!"
"Pahh! A curse on your ties! I should wrap one around your scrawny neck and choke the life out of you... but I must conserve my energy and find water!"
"Okay," said the little old Jewish man. "It does not matter that you do not want to buy a tie from me or that you hate me, threaten my life and call me infidel. I will show you that I am bigger than any of that. If you continue over that hill to the east for about two miles, you will find a restaurant. It has the finest food and all the ice-cold water you need. Go in peace."
Cursing the Jew again, the desperate Muslim staggered away, over the hill. Several hours later, he crawled back, almost dead, and said, "I found the place, but... they won't let me in without a tie!"
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