40 years.
40 years of occupation.
God fucking damn it. I mean, that has got to count for something, doesn't it?
If you were to take any Israeli, any American, any Englishman, any other human and deprive them of their freedom for a year let alone 40 freaking years....
Do I need to explain myself here about how those people would feel like?
Dancing? Are we Palestinians dancing? After 40 fucking years of hell how can it ever be a happy dance?
We might dance and move our bodies in a way Israelis and their cock sucking supporters dissaprove of, but deep inside the dancing bodies there's a mountain of sadness.
We just want to be able to react. To say something about our situation, somehow, sometime.
I mean, I don't even know how to articulate my anger at all this but I do want to see death, and more death and even more death.
I have lost my mind and I want to see Israelis die. Just die. I don't care how, I want them all dead.
But the death I'm looking for is the death of Zionism in the same way people all over the West rejoiced at the death of Communism.
What silly ideology.
And so is Zionism. Listen, you motherfuckers, you bastards, you fucking Nazis, we're going to do it. One way or another we are going to do it.
We outlived those fucking Crusaders for 300 years, those Turkish bastards for 400 years, the British and their French poodles for 100 years.
To outlive USrael will be no problem for us. None whatsoever. Because, you see, it all boils down to who wants to die for the land.
We are. They are not. And that's why 8 fucking dead Jews are so much more traumatic, so much more worth the attention than all of us Palestinians put together.
And, by the way, there ain't gonna be a fucking SHOA for us. Keep on dreaming you fucking bastards.