BYE BYE GAZA - Barry Chamish

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And guess what question I heard a hundred times from a
hundred people that night? "Do you think the withdrawal will
go through?" They still hadn't caught on.
After the deluge, a friend of mine told me she had spent the
day helping the Gush Katif refugees, bringing them food and
setting up their computers. I asked her, "Are you nuts?
You're not helping them, you're helping the 'government' of
Israel. They got them into this mess, now they can get them
out of it. Learn from the Arabs already. Do not rehabilitate
the refugees. If you do, within a short time you'll solve their
plight and the authorities will be free to make more
thousands homeless."
But more to the point: Screw You Gush Katif. You Let Us All
Down.
The night before the troops advanced, what did Gush Katif
do? Put up barricades for a showdown? Raze all properties
so the mafia of the CFR and Israeli 'government' would not
rob you of your life's work? Prepare helmets and Mace to
fight the fascists? Chain yourself to your properties?
Nah. You danced.
The fathers of Gush Katif weren't prepared to defend their
homes. No sir. They sent their teenage children to the battle
front. And from now on those brave wonderful kids will lose
all respect for their cowardly fathers. Not a life was lost for
the Gush, not a soul injured. The Jews walked into the cattle
cars with their hands up.
Because of the Gush Katif cakewalk, Adolph Sharon will
send his shock troops of the New World Order through all of
Yesha, and that means Jerusalem too, at a blitzkrieg pace.
Shame on Gush Katif.
Shame on Gush Katif.