I have a dream in which I travel to the Middle East, gather all of the troubled tribes together, calmly ascend a modest soap box, and say unto the people: "People. Sit down. Relax. Have some falafel, some pita bread, a little hummus and tahini, maybe a Coca-Cola. You all enjoy that, right?" And of course they all do, and in my dream, they pass around the falafel balls, pita bread, accompanying dips and bowls of diced tomato and cucumber. And they help one another assemble falafel sandwiches and forget the centuries of animosity, hatred, violence and death. Until someone says, "Is this Yasmin's falafel? Shlomo's is a lot better." And then all hell breaks loose.
So if I were to try to reenact this scene in real life, I'd take along falafel from these 5 places in Miami. They're politically neutral, and inarguably delicious.