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When sand becomes molten and cools, it does not cool to sand. It cools to glass. My proposal of bombing a sand dune of a country would not only eliminate a problem, it would also leave the country with a nice big layer of glass. You then get yourself a plane ticket, a bar of soap, a stick and some socks for your feet, and you enjoy a spirited but friendly game of soap hockey.
Anyone cringing at this idea as though it were brutal simply has never played soap hockey. It is an immensely good time.
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