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THOSE WHO HUNGER AND THIRST FOR JUSTICE 149century. Life for a Palest<strong>in</strong>ian liv<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> Occupied Territories has been that of a concentration campvictim, k<strong>no</strong>w<strong>in</strong>g that he or she lives under a sentence of death, and who must wait out <strong>the</strong> m<strong>in</strong>utes andhours of this nightmare until that fateful number comes up. Every wak<strong>in</strong>g moment, <strong>the</strong> Palest<strong>in</strong>ian asks<strong>the</strong> question “Is this my day, or is it <strong>the</strong> day for someone I love?” And <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> moments right before fall<strong>in</strong>gasleep, <strong>the</strong> question “Will this be <strong>the</strong> sleep that br<strong>in</strong>gs me to my eternal rest?”As far as <strong>the</strong> gangsters of <strong>the</strong> Zionist mafia are concerned, all of <strong>the</strong> bases have been covered, and thisevent can be said to have been <strong>the</strong> near-perfect crime. Not only have those who boldly assert that <strong>the</strong>y are<strong>the</strong> apple of God’s eye mass-murdered over 200,000 people as a tribute to Ca<strong>in</strong>, <strong>the</strong> first murderer and <strong>the</strong>found<strong>in</strong>g fa<strong>the</strong>r of <strong>the</strong>ir ideological experiment called <strong>the</strong> state of Israel, but <strong>in</strong> addition, <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> <strong>in</strong>terests ofho<strong>no</strong>r<strong>in</strong>g him and his <strong>in</strong>famous attempt to lie about his evil deed, <strong>the</strong>y have cloaked this blood sacrifice<strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> whorish garments of untruth and dis<strong>in</strong>formation. In <strong>the</strong> midst of this nightmare, Amir’s oppressorshave rubbed salt <strong>in</strong>to <strong>the</strong> gap<strong>in</strong>g wound k<strong>no</strong>wn as <strong>the</strong> Zionist Occupation by virtue of <strong>the</strong> fact that <strong>the</strong>yhave held <strong>in</strong> perfect totalitarian fashion all <strong>the</strong> mechanisms of dispens<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong>formation <strong>in</strong>to <strong>the</strong> collective<strong>in</strong>tellect of <strong>the</strong> Western world. The situation produced by such a stranglehold has been one of <strong>the</strong> greatestcauses of <strong>the</strong> hopelessness that pervades <strong>the</strong> lives of those liv<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> Middle East today, and has bee<strong>no</strong>ne of <strong>the</strong> most important reasons for <strong>the</strong> cycle of violence that seems to be unbreakable. Such it has beenthat by <strong>the</strong> time Amir and o<strong>the</strong>rs like him are able to take <strong>the</strong> stand and argue <strong>the</strong>ir case before what <strong>the</strong>yhad hoped was a fair-m<strong>in</strong>ded world, <strong>the</strong> jury pool had already been thoroughly ta<strong>in</strong>ted and corrupted by<strong>the</strong> poison of <strong>the</strong> Zionist propaganda mach<strong>in</strong>e. In such a situation, all <strong>the</strong> arguments <strong>the</strong>y would makeover <strong>the</strong> course of <strong>the</strong> last half-century, arguments plead<strong>in</strong>g for justice and comprehension, might as wellhave been pure gibberish to <strong>the</strong> average Western Christian for all <strong>the</strong> seriousness that was afforded to<strong>the</strong>m. This scenario is rem<strong>in</strong>iscent of <strong>the</strong> <strong>no</strong>w <strong>in</strong>famous trials that took place <strong>in</strong> America, w<strong>her</strong>e <strong>the</strong>relatives of those Negroes who were <strong>the</strong> victims of lynch<strong>in</strong>gs, shoot<strong>in</strong>gs, or arsons could expect <strong>no</strong> justice<strong>in</strong> a corrupted legal system run by good old boys who would fix th<strong>in</strong>gs <strong>in</strong> favor of <strong>the</strong> thugs be<strong>in</strong>g tried.I must admit that <strong>in</strong>itially, I myself had a hard time believ<strong>in</strong>g <strong>the</strong> allegations made by my friend Amir,until an article came my way, written by a former American reporter named Christop<strong>her</strong> Hedges, whodescribed what he witnessed himself <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> Gaza camp w<strong>her</strong>e Amir lived.“It is still. And <strong>the</strong>n, out of <strong>the</strong> dry furnace air, a disembodied voice crackles over a loudspeaker.“Come on, dogs,” <strong>the</strong> voice booms <strong>in</strong> Arabic. “W<strong>her</strong>e are all <strong>the</strong> dogs of Khan Younis? Come! Come!”I stand up. I walk outside <strong>the</strong> hut. The <strong>in</strong>vective cont<strong>in</strong>ues to spew: “Sons of bitches! Sons of whores!”The boys dart <strong>in</strong> small packs up <strong>the</strong> slop<strong>in</strong>g dunes to <strong>the</strong> electric fence that separates <strong>the</strong> camp from <strong>the</strong> Jewishsettlement. They lob rocks toward two armored jeeps parked on top of <strong>the</strong> dune and mounted with loudspeakers.Three ambulances l<strong>in</strong>e <strong>the</strong> road below <strong>the</strong> dunes <strong>in</strong> anticipation of what is to come.A percussion grenade explodes. The boys, most <strong>no</strong> more than ten or eleven years old, scatter, runn<strong>in</strong>g clumsilyacross <strong>the</strong> heavy sand. They descend out of sight beh<strong>in</strong>d a sandbank <strong>in</strong> front of me. T<strong>her</strong>e are <strong>no</strong> sounds of gunfire.The soldiers shoot with silencers. The bullets from <strong>the</strong> M-16 rifles tumble end over end through <strong>the</strong> children’s slightbodies. Later, <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> hospital, I will see <strong>the</strong> destruction: <strong>the</strong> stomachs ripped out, <strong>the</strong> gap<strong>in</strong>g holes <strong>in</strong> limbs and torsos.Yesterday at this spot <strong>the</strong> Israelis shot eight young men, six of whom were under <strong>the</strong> age of eighteen. One wastwelve. This after<strong>no</strong>on <strong>the</strong>y kill an eleven-year-old boy, Ali Murad, and seriously wound four more, three of whomare under eighteen.

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