No soft gloves for genocide ideologues

Camels have many interesting stories about them; but there is a particularly hilarious one: Out there in the desert, an Arab tethered his camel and put up a tent very fast. The impossible was happening – a rainstorm, not dust – was brewing. Before long it was raining very furiously, and the camel, left in the rain and bewildered at the scene he had never witnessed before in his life, put his head just inside the tent and piteously cried out to his master to allow just the head in, as the rain was lashing his eyes and ears. The master graciously accepted, and the camel pushed his head in.