Muhammad was recalling his days as a suicide bomber to his friend Achmed. “I was sitting on the bus and when I felt the moment was just right, I closed my eyes, meditated deeply, and pulled on my belt.

“All I heard was a loud scream. I opened my eyes and the bus was still moving, and everyone was still alive.

“So I tried again. I closed my eyes, meditated deeply, and pulled on my belt. Again, all I heard was a loud scream.

“I turned to the Jew sitting next to me and I asked him, ‘Why are you screaming? Nothing happened!’

“‘You pulled out my tzitzis!’ he told me.

“So I closed my eyes again and made sure I was pulling my own belt.”

“How are you still alive then?” Achmed asked.

“My pants fell down…”