The robbers lived happily in their land for several thousand years. The robbers had so many countries -- 23 countries, to be exact -- that any plot against them would fail, simply because they were so great in number.
The cops, on the other hand, had only a single country. It was a small country -- much smaller than the countries of robbers that surrounded them -- maybe 1/10th of the size of its robber neighbors. Unfortunately, if someone wanted to destroy this country of cops, it was no great feat, naturally speaking, since the country itself was quite small. Several times in history, in fact, the cop country was destroyed and the cops were carried off to some foreign nation as prisoners.
As you might have guessed, the countries comprised of robbers were often at odds with the country of cops. For thousands of years they would fight back and forth, a war here, a war there, it seemed that every day there was at least a small skirmish reported in the news.
One day, the leaders of several nations in the world figured it would be a good idea if the cops and the robbers could get along. "Imagine all the world, living life in peace!" was their utopian thought. They queried the robbers, asking what could be done to achieve this peace. The robbers told them,
"If the cops would give us some of their country for us to live in, we would stop the wars."
So the leaders of the world coaxed the cops into giving away some of their already-small country in the hopes that the warring will stop. To everyone's surprise, not a year after this treaty did the robbers resume their familiar relations, starting a war once again, killing as many cops as possible.
Again, the leader of the robbers told the world heads of state,
"If you give us some more of the cops' country, the war will most certainly stop."
The world leaders hesitantly agreed, and caused the cops to again divide their tiny country further in order that the robbers could live in peace amongst the cops. When the soldiers came to take them away, the 9000 cops living in that part of the country were hauled off in buses, their homes destroyed by bulldozers as the robbers around them rejoiced at their new land inheritance. Shortly after, as you might imagine, the treaty was broken once more, and war resumed yet again.
This time, the robbers told the nations of the world,
"If you give us a country inside the cops' land, and give us the cops' capital city to us, as our capital city, there will be peace undoubtedly!"
The leaders of the world sat down to ponder this notion. Meanwhile, as they danced in the street at the sight of yet another victory on the horizon, the robbers secretly said amongst themselves, "Soon, Zion will be ours, and Israel destroyed at last!"