If I was Sharon, I would take that bus -- and every bus like it -- and pack its crumbling carcass with explosives. Explosives, shrapnel, and "pesticide".
And I would then rig it with a very sensitive switch. Bump your car into the bus, and it explodes. Tap it with your finger, and it explodes. Anything much beyond just looking at it the wrong way will make it explode.
Then, I would transport it -- surrounded by a cordon of tanks -- into a densely populated Palestinian neighborhood, and park it in the middle of the most heavily traveled intersection.
Finally, I would turn the tanks around, and prepare to return to Israel proper. But before I left, I'd arm the switch on the bus-bomb.
If they want buses to explode, then by all means give them buses that explode. But none of this penny-ante "vest" bomb nonsense.
I believe that a bus can hold an awful lot of explosives. Maybe three or four "MOAB" worth.
Does it ever get windy, stormy out in that neck of the woods? The Palestinians might want to build some sort of windbreak, to hope the bus doesn't shake or wobble in the gusts.
Well, that's what I'd do if I was Sharon. I'm not him, of course, but maybe someone can pass this idea along to him. :)
Oh, one last thing. Every bus-bomb needs a name, doesn't it? I suggest naming this "model", and painting its name -- in Arabic, of course, in huge green letters on both sides of the bus. The name I suggest for it is, "The First Step".
Even so, I won't be surprised if there is great wailing and gnashing of teeth from the euroweenies about how the sight of that bus might "traumatize" the Palestinian children, and "intimidate" the adults, and that placing it there "sends the wrong message", and will "only perpetuate the cycle", blah blah blah.
To my way of thinking, if they're gonna take the heat anyway, they might as well just... well, you get the picture. :)