And the Iraqis hit my childhood home in Shchonat Hatikva with a Scud while I was in Saudi for Desert Storm. They owe me a house and I would gladly give up my rights for that if they will take in another Palestinian family...
Done. And we pay the terrorist families for their movables left behind by giving them each bulk packages equivalent to the value of the lost property, filled with the same candy that they passed out to celebrate the multiple murders committed by their boys. They can sell it on street corners in their new homes, eat it, watch it get inundated with ants and roaches, or throw it at each other. Their choice.