The Philistines
they're different from us,
they're different sorts, they're many.
What dialogue can you set up with those that suddenly arrive on your coasts,
that want to live on your land, and show their own culture?
Watch out, they're all Philistines!
Go home!
We know nothing about you,
who you are or where you come from.
Or that's what he seemed to mutter while scaredly looking in the mirror.