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it's not that you're israeli, it's that you're wrong

This is so awesome. Found it at Atheo News.



Israel/America - A Rambling Poem

Every time I think of 9/11
I see burning flesh dripping off the bones of Iraqi children in Fallujah
Now Gaza
I tend to memorialize the forgotten
The collateral damage eclipsing our unpunished crimes

Maybe it’s because I’m a numbers guy
Because if I had a dollar for every time an Iraqi died since 2003
I’d be a millionaire

And don’t get me wrong
Sometimes I don’t know who I hate more
The governments in the West
Or the politicians in the East
Who sell their souls quicker than the oil they export
Straw men who use Palestine as a tool to line their pockets
And don’t give a nickel to their people
Quisling governments
Who stitch mouths shut for a check from Washington and AIPAC
How can you be their prototypical anti-Semite
If you are signing peace accords to oppress your own people?

And then Orientalists and idiots talk about how
We can’t have democracy in the Middle East
Because of what happened in Gaza
A Hamas boogyman wrapped in democratic elections
Rahm Emanuel wants to educate me and my people about democracy gone wrong
Why doesn’t he try implementing one in Israel first?
Instead of bowing down to terrorists like his father and the IDF
Lauding a third rate, racist, European society that’s imploding quicker
Than its moral standing in the world
Enlightened like 1950s Afrikaners and slave traders
Just because the house is beautiful
Doesn’t mean the bones you built it on have fully decomposed

The Israeli left is about as alive as Ariel Sharon
I’m sick and tired of asking for permission to resist
From antiquated leftists and progressives
Who care more about keeping it Kosher than moving things forward
I put down my pen and waving fist to resist with college kids and Palestinians
Boycott and divest!
Because who cares about preserving a living when governments are killing civilians
Complicity by silence and reserve units bombing Gaza
Your academics and scholars, theater groups and practitioners, are part of the problem

And if logic doesn’t fit into your long term plan of rejecting
My right to return, I’m sorry
Maybe one day you’ll return to reality
Where my people have babies quicker
Than Zionists can concoct Jordanian options

I don’t want your sympathy or introspective confessions
Won’t sit on my hands till they loose oxygen
Like the people of Balata and Rafah
Vote for Barack Obama
And pretend that his 22 day silence was golden
While emaciated children starved to death
Surrounded by their parent’s corpses

This can’t be America the Beautiful
A criminal with a few positive attributes
Doesn’t alleviate genocide
Bombing Afghanistan, Pakistan, and Iraq
Into oblivion doesn’t make you historic
It makes you as blind and bloodthirsty
As the white men that came before you
Apathetic hipsters now excited about a president
Who broke history, but not poverty, occupation, or corporate interests

I’d rather proudly walk through the graveyard of peace accords
And failed dialogue sessions
Than see my people just as occupied or third class citizens
We are the gavel that will slam down like a verdict
We are not waiting for Israel or America or the Supreme Court to approve it
We’ll boycott Lev Leviev, Caterpillar and your apartheid companies
We’re taking back the right of return and the keys to a country
Because we never asked you to go back to Europe or sit in open air prisons
I’m not asking for your advice, I’m explaining the decision
You can stay here, with us, but only as equals
It’s not that you’re Israeli, it’s that you’re wrong
That’s why I fight for my people!

Remi Kanazi is the editor of the recently released collection of poetry, Poets For Palestine. He will be touring the US and Canada this fall on the upcoming Poets For Palestine tour.

Comments

Greg Bacon said…
Got any good stories to tell?

To be sure, false Holocaust memoirs are hardly a recent phenomenon (Next time, Art Spiegelman, do a little research—there was no concentration camp called "Mauschwitz."). But in recent years, they seem to have become both more common and more crappy. It’s no longer enough to simply say you were in a concentration camp, like Fauxlocaust survivor Benjamin Wilkomirski. No, now you need to have been led across Europe by wolves, or have a chance encounter years later that results in your marriage to the hidden Jewish girl who saved you. Bad enough that these assorted frauds and lunatics should spew this nonsense, but do they have to do such a bad job of it? Have they no shame?

The answer, of course, is that they don’t. And so while the rest of the world may turn away or offer the occasional book deal, we cannot remain silent (much less offer a book deal). What we can—no, must—do, is confront this dangerous trend the only way we know how—with a self-aggrandizing and somewhat offensive publicity stunt.

And thus, we unveil the Heeb Magazine Fake Holocaust Memoir Competition. Simply write a fake Holocaust Memoir recounting your tale of Holocaust survival, get it to us by April 1, and let us do the rest, which, in this case, involves reading your submissions choosing a winner, announcing the winner on Yom Hashoah (April 21) and publishing the winning entry in the subsequent issue of Heeb. You’re reading that correctly. You could be published in Heeb Magazine, and who knows—maybe you could be on Oprah, too?

Contest Rules

1. All entries must be received by April 1, 2009.

2. Entries should be emailed to info@heebmagazine.com with the subject line "Heeb Fake Holocaust Memoir Competition" or sent to: Heeb Fake Holocaust Memoir Competition, P.O. Box 687, New York, New York, 10012.

3. Entries may be of any length, but we should tell you that our years of watching TV have really shot our attention span all to hell.

4. Although real Holocaust survivors may enter, the memoirs themselves must be fake.

5. No erotic fan fiction

6. No close friends or relatives of Alex Trebek

7. We reserve the right to mock any and all entries.

8. We reserve the right to publish and mock the winning entry.

9. "Memoirs" shall be defined as a form of writing, not a collage, short film or interpretive dance piece.

10. Jewdar will be the sole arbitrator of entries, and will decide the winner. Don’t be too shocked if it’s Jewdar’s.

11. No parking baby. No parking on the dance floor.

12. No use of the words "tumescent," "engorged" or "moist," unless they are referring to cake

13. No previously published fake Holocaust memoirs

14. All entries must be the original creations of the entrant.

15. We are not liable for anything, anytime, anywhere, no givesies backsies, infinity.


http://www.heebmagazine.com/blog/view/1391
A. Peasant said…
holy shit that is funny!!! ;p
Greg Bacon said…
"The Fifth Diamond" - Yet another absurd new Holocaust Survivor™ memoir - coming to a bookstore and theater near you soon

Her book is called The Fifth Diamond. The title refers to Irene Zisblatt herself - she’s the 5th diamond. What about the first four diamonds? Well, Zisblatt (who says she was born Chana Siegelstein) says that before her parents were killed and she was taken to Auschwitz, her mother sewed four diamonds into the hem of her skirt so she would be able to buy bread one day. Once she got to the concentration camp, there was no place to hide the diamonds for safekeeping, of course. So what did Zisblatt do?

She swallowed the diamonds. And then she dug them out of her poop and swallowed them again. And again the next day. And the next day. Every day for 15 months, nearly 500 days, she swallowed those diamonds, dug them out of her feces, and ate them again.

Now, I’m no doctor, but I’m pretty sure that eating four diamonds every day would destroy your esophagus long before 15 months had elapsed. I’m aware that some smugglers have swallowed gemstones on rare occasions, but it boggles the mind to think a person could do this every day for 15 months and live to tell about it.

Then there’s all the fecal material she would have ingested. If she hadn’t sliced her esophagus to shreds, that would’ve killed her alone. From everything we hear about the concentration camps, they barely had enough water to drink every day, but she had enough to scrub four fecal encrusted diamonds clean enough to eat every day? The camps were filthy, but she had plenty of hot water and sanitizer? Come on.


http://thy-weapon-of-war.blogspot.com/2008/12/yet-another-bogus-holocaust-survivor.html

JA, the story is true! Even on days when we had no water, I'd eat those precious diamonds! Some days, when I was constipated, I'd get a good looking German guard named 'Hanz' to use his huge schlong and stick into my secret place, where he'd vigorously push back and forth until I felt something pop! "Hanz' wanted to use his schlong to look into my secret garden, but I said Nein, only my back door, my dear sweet 'Hanz!'

After awhile, I started seeing 'Hanz' everyday, even when I wasn't constipated, JA.
Shlomo said…
AP, you've got it figured out more than most. At least I am forthright enough to call myself a shark, and there's blood in the water. Lots of it.
A. Peasant said…
oh thanks. if you're forthright enough to call yourself a shark then you're far from the worst of them.
Shlomo said…
This time next year, you and your fellow Americans, the ones still alive that is, will be occupying internment camps. Your homes, your businesses, utilities, and infrastructure, for all intents and purposes, have already been sold to the Chinese. Yes, America will soon be known as New China. There are millions upon millions of Chinese nationalists who are to converge on their new home. Thank you, Americans, for keeping the lights on, and your minds off.
A. Peasant said…
i am aware of this information from the dr. ott presentation.

it's quite a spectacular plan. of course, having grand plans for world domination and actually executing them are two different things, as israel can attest.
Shlomo said…
I know of no Dr. Ott, but the information is correct. Many American homes that are currently occupied, are being marketed and pre-sold, today, in China. The current occupant of these homes, while dutifully tendering mortgage payments every month, never missing a payment, has no idea that his payments are for naught.

It is beyond his control or very knowledge that the the instruments of debt, securitized by his mortgage, have failed. As a result, legal posession of those homes will be granted to the Chinese government, sooner than later.

The unrest that will occur as a result of unannounced evictions (by the 400,000 UN troops currently in-country). Home equity, once the fuel of American consumerism, is no longer. How will someone, 25 years into a 30 year mortgage, assuming they have much 'equity', handle learning that they have nothing at all? Not only is that person to lose everything they own, their home, bank accounts wiped out by the devaluation to nothingness of the dollar, home equity gone, going to react? They will react in precisely the way that leads to permanent internment. It will lead to imposition of martial law, and ultimately the end of America as it has existed for 233 years.

H1N1, the economy, the dollar. Everything else is deception.

Light will first appear through the cracks when commercial real estate begins it's slide.

AP, you do know the creed of the Mossad, do you not?

Additionally, you mentioned that 'having a plan' and 'pulling it off' are mutually exclusive. I offer an alternate perspective. It could be likened to a person standing on a mountain, watching an avalanche bearing down upon oneself, thinking, "the avalanche may change course so as not to overrun me". Whilst the odds of that avalanche changing course would be the likelihood of the described scenario not happpening within America.

It's already happening, there is nothing that can be done to stop it. The contracts are signed. The i's are dotted and the t's crossed. No American realizes this. It truly is all about perspective.

There soon will be much, much more blood in the water.
A. Peasant said…
well, schlomo, the mossad's game theory scenarios will never account for everything. there's more to life than world domination you know.