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On Palestine and Arabs' apathy.

For a normal person, what shapes a human's life is a combination of words like oxygen, food, work, sleep and shower- all the simple actions and series of abstracts which altogether form our existence.

In Palestine, it is different. In Palestine, their life goes around deeply and hurtfully profound words like occupation, drones, air strikes, prisons, hunger strikes, death, martyrs, war, damages and bombs. These words are powerful to take at once. These dictions describe things that you would run from.  These dictions painfully embrace every Palestinian life after they are all put in action.

For everyone, we are created from visually identical blood and flesh. We are all humans and we were all granted a sense of humanity. It baffles me now how some of us decided to cut off their humanity not knowing how valuable it is. Going around hearing people justifying Israel's crime against Palestinians is some kind of unsolvable equation for me, because just like water and oil, politics and humanity can't blend together and the heavier component is all about our mentality.


This time, it is so far from politics, even according to what Israel said. They are seeking revenge. I repeat, it is not a political argument that us, Arabs, should be urging and battling to win. I am trying too hard to picture it for those who say that Gaza deserves this, but I am failing. It is beyond my capabilities with words. It is more than what my pen stroke can achieve because when a Gazan mother hear an airstrike getting closer to where she and her kids are, I am quite sure she doesn't rethink if she deserves this because it is Hamas's fault. She doesn't really care what Hamas does with Israel or how politics get between them. But I am positive that all she thinks about is how she would escape and keep her kids safe and alive. Mostly, her thoughts would fail her and they would all go.

No, don't come and tell she deserves it. She doesn't. If you logic is all fucked up, at least shut up because your selfishness can't seem to let you put yourself in their shoes. Hamas and the resistance are firing back? Yes. I don't care about Hamas and I never supported their political action, but fighting back is the only choice for Palestinian. The one they would always choose over everything. Hamas is the only hope for Gazans now, especially after the Egyptian authorities let them down. Opening the borders for 11 injures out of 680 is not really helpful, to me at least.  Whether the Palestinians agree with Hamas or not, they still have the right to fight back for their lives, pride and dignity against a terrorist occupation that claims to be attacking "terrorists" when it is all actually killing innocent Palestinians.

Arabs apathy is so far one of Israel's weapon. They know how we stopped taking any serious actions towards their crimes. They know that the Egyptian people's aids will not easily reach Gaza and they know how our spirit and will are much more than our actions, so they keep on killing because they have no one to fear. This time it is not a war because it is not two armies fighting, it is Israel killing innocent civilians on their own land who don't have any weapons. So next time you blame Palestine for what's happening to us, remember that Israel is the apartheid state occupation, and shut up.  

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