That would be bad.
I remember the pictures of the Palis dancing in the streets the day the Towers fell. This spontaneous street party only lasted a few hours until their horrified leaders considered a few implications and had their bewildered constituents beaten back into their ratholes.
But it made a major (and lasting) impression on me.
Screw the Palis. If they want to go for each other’s throats, good luck to all sides I say.
In what way? Seriously.