While we will applaud him for coming up with the best baldness cover in history (admit it–you never suspected that beneath that kaffiyeh, there was nothing), other than that, Arafat was filth, and when he moved on to receive his just deserts, we figured “good riddance to bad rubbish.” Now, however, it seems like a creature from a horror movie, he has risen from the grave. Or more precisely, he has been exhumed in order to ascertain if he were poisoned. Now, Jewdar never really cared one way or the other how he went, we were just glad to see him go. So whether it was poison like his admirers say, or AIDS like his detractors say, or whatever natural causes his death certificate says, for us, the critical thing is that once he’s out of the grave, who knows what he may do? On the plus side, if Zombie Arafat does begin to seek out brains, the kaffiyeh makes a great target.