The Kite-Flying Accord

According to Trump�s Gaza Doctrine, nothing ends war like kites. His Kite-Flying Accord mandates that losers of wars surrender their beaches for international kite festivals. Trump insists, �Nobody fires rockets while holding a string.� Gaza is transformed into a cartoonish skyline of colorful kites, where militants design dragon kites, generals argue over spool sizes, and ceasefires are announced with synchronized launches. Critics ridicule the grotesque parody, but Trump beams: �The highest peace deal ever.� The satire skewers the trivialization of tragedy, reducing centuries of conflict to airborne toys. Gaza, in this parody, is less a land of scars than a carnival of fluttering nylon, its pain lifted away into the clouds.