Diarrhea any different feeling??I like it when Cannuck gives me a hug...it makes me feel all smooshy inside!
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Got a link? Seems your version is lies from the start to the very end. That might have something to do with why new members run away after learning the very basics about 'your kind'. Go ahead, brag up the immoral acts, that is how fukked up are.
Miko Peled Seattle. Oct. 1, 2012
https://electronicintifada.net/cont...ecord-straight-palestines-dispossession/11950
Book review: Miko Peled sets the record straight on Palestine’s dispossession
My review of The General’s Son, by Miko Peled, cannot be separated from what I’ve come to know about the author. After all, this book is about Peled’s own life, and his journey to a new understanding of the conflict that has defined so many of our lives. It is a narrative of the author’s transformation from an ardent Zionist, born into a revered military Israeli family, to a human rights activist and advocate of a single binational state.
In addition to reading this book, I attended one of Peled’s lectures and watched another online, and I’ve had a chance to speak with him in person and at some length. At each of these junctures, my reaction to his narrative changed to some degree.
I first picked up this book when I was asked to conduct a live interview with the author in New York. The initial parts, although told from the vantage of reflection, are replete with Zionist myths and verbiage spanning the full spectrum of hard-line Zionism to Zionism-light. Although Peled has made it clear in his lectures that he rejects Zionism, there is equivocation on this point in The General’s Son.
This is perhaps not surprising since he wrote the book over an extended period of time in which Peled was undergoing a process that unhinged fundamental assumptions about his own identity. But this means that the reader is left with phrases like “revival of Jewish national homeland” (26), “his generation fought so hard so that ours could live in a democracy” (58), “heroic missions” (105), and “my people fought so hard to win it back” (119).
More than 100 pages into the book, I was annoyed enough to beg out of my commitment to interview Peled because, as I told his publisher, I didn’t think I was the best person to interview her client if she was looking for me to be a promoter of his book. The publisher suggested I read on. She thought I would change my mind by the end of the book. I agreed, and to some extent my attitude softened, but not to the extent she promised. It was not until the last few pages of the book, when I found the single sentence I had been waiting to read (without realizing that I had been waiting for it), that I felt open to meeting the author. I’ll get to that.
Father of peace?
Peled gives us a personal glimpse of a man that many of us Palestinians could not figure out whether to love or hate. It is clear that many Palestinians loved Matti Peled, Miko’s father, the Israeli general who was one of the chief architects of our ethnic cleansing. Matti Peled was a Zionist who later became an Arabist and actively worked to restore the rights of persecuted Palestinian individuals. In fact, many notable Palestinians referred to him as “Abu Salam” (Father of Peace), although we are told that his motivation mostly stemmed from a desire to “preserve” the moral fabric of Israeli society.
Miko understandably treats his father’s memory with reverence and highlights the man who actively sought peace and co-existence, rather than the war-maker. He presents the reader with the general who was well ahead of his time, one of the earliest advocates of the two-state solution, a prescient man with eerily accurate predictions of popular Palestinian resistance that would turn Israel into a brutal and despised occupier.
The younger Peled tells us of the general who reached out to the PLO (Palestine Liberation Organization) when his country wouldn’t and who formed a sincere friendship with Issam Sartawi, a senior member of the PLO. All of that is true, but there are holes, too, in this projection. For example, Miko tells us that his father wrote an article lamenting the loss of Ariel Sharon’s “military genius” when the latter was not appointed chief of staff (117).
Matti Peled wrote that Sharon “combined the unique quality of being a brilliant military man, an admired leader and he knew how to organize his command so as to achieve the best possible results on the battlefield.” This article was written in 1973, long after Sharon’s brutal exploits became well known. After all, Ariel Sharon’s massacre in the village of Qibya in 1953 provoked an international outcry, and surely Matti Peled was already well-acquainted with Sharon’s form of “military genius.”
It is clear, however, that the general had a change of heart, not quite to the extent that his son would many years later, but a significant change nonetheless. Interestingly, this does not seem to have been passed on to his children in his lifetime, at least not to his son, Miko. In fact, the author tells us very little about his relationship with his father and one gets the impression that the general was a remote father, impatient with his family, and too absorbed in the affairs of the state to indulge the predilections of the heart.
Thus, the anti-Arab racism suffused in Israeli textbooks and codified in the social milieu went unchallenged in Miko’s life until he was an adult mourning for his niece, Smadar, who was killed by a suicide bomber not much older than she.
Remarkable journey
To the reporters gathered at her home, Smadar’s mother (Miko’s sister), professor Nurit Peled-Elhanan, blamed the Israeli government’s “megalomania” for her daughter’s death and the death of the suicide bombers. Although she is mentioned infrequently in Miko’s narrative, Nurit emerges from the pages as a woman of great strength and moral fortitude, and a mother in the truest sense.
Miko’s attempt to understand his sister’s reaction pushes him to reach out to Palestinians in his own town of San Diego, California. His first step was a Palestinian/Jewish-American dialogue group, and he took it with no small measure of fear. In fact, both he and his wife were afraid for his life to be in the home of a middle class Palestinian family in suburbia, USA. And when he was there, his wife called a few times to make sure he was okay.
I do appreciate the author’s honesty and respect his willingness to unveil such racist attitudes, but I admit, reading this part reminded me of the white woman who tenses her body and clutches her purse at the sight of a Black man, sure that the man’s only thought is how to rape and rob her. But Peled pushed through that ignorance and pulled his family with him to a sense of brotherhood, even deference, toward Palestinians. That’s a remarkable journey.
It is inspiring and enlightening to read the unfolding of one man’s path to liberate himself from racist ideologies, to disavow the privilege accorded to him because it comes at the expense of those who do not belong to his religion. I imagine it cannot be an easy path.
The critical eye can discern some stumbles in this journey and recognize certain “baby steps” the author takes to internalize the truth. One such example occurs when Miko is confronted by a Palestinian narrative diametrically opposed to what he has known his whole life. He then learns that objective, recorded historical fact supports the Palestinian narrative, not his. So he writes the following: “The willingness to accept another’s truth is a huge step to take. It is such a powerful gesture, in fact, that contemplating it can make you want to throw up.”
In reality, however, it is not so difficult to accept the truth of other human beings when we seek to understand. The truly difficult part, I imagine — the part that makes you want to throw up, perhaps — is the willingness to accept that what you’ve believed your whole life is, in fact, a lie. That is the personal triumph that Miko Peled clearly achieved. He dismantled a lifetime of racist assumptions and replaced them with something more human and tender.
Turning point
Miko Peled was born in Jerusalem and grew up believing the Holy Land was his rightful ancient homeland. He believed that his own personal lineage extended thousands of years in Jerusalem, even though he was clearly aware that his grandparents arrived in Palestine from Eastern Europe. In describing the friendships he forges with various Palestinian individuals, he speaks of being “sons of the same homeland” and creates a parity with regard to the depth of their roots in that land.
Peled aligns his sense of belonging on a par with that of Palestinians and speaks about recent Israeli settlers with disdain, often referring to their heavy “Russian accent” to emphasize that they are foreigners. Peled says, “I couldn’t help but think it ironic that these new immigrants, who could barely speak Hebrew, had rights over these lands that the Palestinians were denied simply because they were Jewish. Quite unbelievable!” (143).
And when his Palestinian friend Nader el Banna tries to visit his homeland but is detained by one such young Israeli newcomer in a soldier’s uniform, Peled was indignant, saying, “It takes a special kind of arrogance or ignorance, for someone who is new to a country to keep an older person (who was born in that country and whose ancestors were born in that country) out” (150).
He’s right, of course, but he falls short of acknowledging that, in fact, his father’s generation stood precisely in that arrogant and ignorant space and people like my grandfather sat defenseless in Nader el Banna’s place.
In getting to know Miko Peled, I think he understands this, but that that understanding doesn’t come through in the narrative. This attitude extends to land and settlements. On pages 143 and 216, for example, he writes, “these settlements are not going away, I thought, and this land will never be handed back to its rightful owners,” and “having witnessed Israel’s immense investment in infrastructure to attract Jewish settlers and thereby exclude Palestinians — to whom the land belongs.” Peled seems to apply this logic only to the West Bank and makes no reference to the rightful owners of properties in Haifa, for instance. This, to me, was a shortcoming in the book and the principle reason I remained suspicious throughout most of The General’s Son.
Then, with only three pages to go until the end of the book, I read Miko’s account of a conversation he had with his brother-in-law, who apparently still maintains that Israel should remain a Jewish state. Miko clearly disagreed and said: “But you know as well as I that we are all settlers, and all of Israel is occupied Palestine.”
That was the turning point for me. That was the sentence I needed to read, even though Miko didn’t elaborate beyond it.
Admitting the truth
It didn’t matter that Peled overcame a racist ideology. That’s his own personal journey of growth. Nor did it matter that he went so far past his fears that he befriended and came to love certain Palestinian individuals. It didn’t matter that he embarked on humanitarian projects to help. Or that he participated in protests that got him arrested by the Israeli occupation forces.
In the end, what truly mattered was setting the record straight and acknowledging that Palestinians are native sons and daughters who have been cruelly dispossessed of home, history, heritage and story. What mattered was the acknowledgement. Uttering the truth, no matter how painful, is what I needed to hear. Because it was in that admission that Miko Peled became a man I could embrace as a brother and fellow countryman.
In that sense, it can be said that this book is about how Miko Peled was transformed from being the general’s son to being a native son of the land.
Endearing and ugly
Much is packed into the few pages of this book. There are little known historic notes, like the fact that Israel’s taking of the West Bank, including Jerusalem and Gaza was a decision made during the 1967 War, not before it, by the generals, not the civil government. It contains endearing and funny moments. I found it wonderful that Miko’s commanding officer called him the “antithesis of a soldier” because he was too left-leaning.
The reader learns that Benjamin Netanyahu and Miko’s sister Nurit had been like “brother and sister.” That’s hard for me to imagine. But when they run into Netanyahu in Jerusalem, Miko’s son later asks why “that man” had so many bodyguards. Nurit is quick with the delightful reply that “he must have done something really terrible and now he’s afraid for his life.”
There are touching sections of the book where Miko speaks of Palestinian children whom he trains in a karate studio (Miko is a 6th degree black belt). They are tender and endearing and truly lovely. On the opposite end of this spectrum, Peled also describes conversations he had with Israelis in Japan and one gets a sense of how Israelis speak to each other when they think no one is listening. The account of this is sickening, and Miko himself relates wanting to throw up afterward.
My criticisms aside, this is an important book, full of hope and inspiration for a shared destiny between Palestinians and Israelis based on mutual respect and equal rights. I recommend it. And I think Miko Peled is an important new voice, from which I hope to read and hear more.
Promoting racism :lol: F*ck dude, your cheese has slid completely off your cracker.
So basically we've come down to the point where any White person who criticizes anyone of colour is automatically a racist. Or a sexist or fascist, depending on the subject.
Jesus dude, do you flagellate yourself every night because of your "white-guilt" too?
Actually there isn't. Freedom of Speech only protects you from the govt infringing on that right.
It's easy. YOU racist leftard f*cks keep insisting on giving them cultural/religious/ethnic prefixes no matter how f*cking long they've been here.
I've got a buddy whose family emigrated from Lebanon to Canada at least two generations before mine did. He was born here in Canada and has lived his entire life here, yet stupid racist f*cks like you still call him an Arab-Canadian. You know what? It pisses him off too. Garbage like you and the rest of the racist ALT-left dregs will never accept him as just a Canadian.
How is it not? All it takes is the owner to say, "I don't like what you're saying" and your gone, just like Don.
Who said climate change is a hoax? You're being a disingenuous douche weasel again. I said AGW is a hoax. But I understand what with all the exposure to your fake news favourites why you'd intentionally misstate what I said.
Yep, that's exactly what I said. :roll: And that's exactly what I'm talking about with your CNN-style fake news spin.
ALT-left douche weasel cries about fake news, then turns around and intentionally misstates what people say. You know who you remind me of? A thief whining because someone robbed him. :lol:
Hoid and Cannuck share a common trait...a lack of self-deprecation...the inability to laugh at oneself. Just a pair of grumpy old curmudgeons pissing on everybody and every thing they encounter in life.
I mean, when is the last time we actually laughed WITH Hoid or Cannuck, as opposed to against them? I'm hard pressed to remember such an occasion.
I mean, when is the last time we actually laughed WITH Hoid or Cannuck, as opposed to against them? I'm hard pressed to remember such an occasion.
You should really start supplying links, it would cut down on the number of lies you try and tell. No shame at all, in any of you fuks. You think that is a good trait, right.
De:4:26-28:
I call heaven and earth to witness against you this day,
that ye shall soon utterly perish from off the land whereunto ye go over Jordan to possess it;
ye shall not prolong your days upon it,
but shall utterly be destroyed.
And the LORD shall scatter you among the nations,
and ye shall be left few in number among the heathen,
whither the LORD shall lead you.
And there ye shall serve gods,
the work of men's hands,
wood and stone,
which neither see,
nor hear,
nor eat,
nor smell.
Lu:21:24:
And they shall fall by the edge of the sword,
and shall be led away captive into all nations:
and Jerusalem shall be trodden down of the Gentiles,
until the times of the Gentiles be fulfilled.
Jas:1:1:
James,
a servant of God and of the Lord Jesus Christ,
to the twelve tribes which are scattered abroad,
greeting.
Christians left Judea when Stephen was killed, within a few years of the cross. Only the Apostles stayed in Jerusalem.
M't:23:31-38:
Wherefore ye be witnesses unto yourselves,
that ye are the children of them which killed the prophets.
Fill ye up then the measure of your fathers.
Ye serpents,
ye generation of vipers,
how can ye escape the damnation of hell?
Wherefore,
behold,
I send unto you prophets,
and wise men,
and scribes:
and some of them ye shall kill and crucify;
and some of them shall ye scourge in your synagogues,
and persecute them from city to city:
That upon you may come all the righteous blood shed upon the earth,
from the blood of righteous Abel unto the blood of Zacharias son of Barachias,
whom ye slew between the temple and the altar.
Verily I say unto you,
All these things shall come upon this generation.
O Jerusalem,
Jerusalem,
thou that killest the prophets,
and stonest them which are sent unto thee,
how often would I have gathered thy children together,
even as a hen gathereth her chickens under her wings,
and ye would not!
Behold,
your house is left unto you desolate.
Re:18:24:
And in her was found the blood of prophets,
and of saints,
and of all that were slain upon the earth.
Noah's son that went to Canaan wasn't part of the 12 Tribes, even Abraham wasn't part of the 12 tribes. His son that was sold as a slave in Egypt is the father of the 12 tribes so nobody was there or in the 430 years they were in Egypt, as slaves. See how they milk words so their treatment by Egypt was cruel rather than they were pampered. Like people who are nannies to the Royals would be. You know fuk all about the stories in the OT, neither do Rabbis today, that is how much the God of the OT still 'loves His people'
You spelled God wrong. The OT exile in 600BC was because sinful Judea was killing Prophets sent to them by God. They were still doing it after the cross so no change. The scattering in 70 AD was so Satan couldn't use a temple that God had ordered to be built. That would be new to you without a doubt.
De:4:26-28:
I call heaven and earth to witness against you this day,
that ye shall soon utterly perish from off the land whereunto ye go over Jordan to possess it;
ye shall not prolong your days upon it,
but shall utterly be destroyed.
And the LORD shall scatter you among the nations,
and ye shall be left few in number among the heathen,
whither the LORD shall lead you.
And there ye shall serve gods,
the work of men's hands,
wood and stone,
which neither see,
nor hear,
nor eat,
nor smell.
Lu:21:24:
And they shall fall by the edge of the sword,
and shall be led away captive into all nations:
and Jerusalem shall be trodden down of the Gentiles,
until the times of the Gentiles be fulfilled.
Jas:1:1:
James,
a servant of God and of the Lord Jesus Christ,
to the twelve tribes which are scattered abroad,
greeting.
Christians left Judea when Stephen was killed, within a few years of the cross. Only the Apostles stayed in Jerusalem.
The Romans were working for God, just like Neb was. You want me to bow down to Jews like this, not gonna happen.
M't:23:31-38:
Wherefore ye be witnesses unto yourselves,
that ye are the children of them which killed the prophets.
Fill ye up then the measure of your fathers.
Ye serpents,
ye generation of vipers,
how can ye escape the damnation of hell?
Wherefore,
behold,
I send unto you prophets,
and wise men,
and scribes:
and some of them ye shall kill and crucify;
and some of them shall ye scourge in your synagogues,
and persecute them from city to city:
That upon you may come all the righteous blood shed upon the earth,
from the blood of righteous Abel unto the blood of Zacharias son of Barachias,
whom ye slew between the temple and the altar.
Verily I say unto you,
All these things shall come upon this generation.
O Jerusalem,
Jerusalem,
thou that killest the prophets,
and stonest them which are sent unto thee,
how often would I have gathered thy children together,
even as a hen gathereth her chickens under her wings,
and ye would not!
Behold,
your house is left unto you desolate.
Re:18:24:
And in her was found the blood of prophets,
and of saints,
and of all that were slain upon the earth.
The one indicated by the big bump in the red line?? You have an explanation for that bump right?? I thought not . . .
Give the blankets back?? Maybe the WHO should stop medical experiments on people all over the globe instead.
There are none when you are a psychopath, 99% of the people on the planet aren't psychopaths like you fuktards.
Palestinians didn't do the holocaust.
look it up.
Holocaust victims were people who were targeted by the government of Nazi Germany
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Holocaust_victims
( too bad for all the other people of the world who had holocausts too I guess...like the Armenians, but the word "holocaust" is "owned" now I suppose)
Hebrews were NOT the first people in that part of the world nor the last, and actually "owned it" for less time than most of the people who lived there.
3,000 to 2,500 B.C. — The city on the hills separating the fertile Mediterranean coastline of present-day Israel from the arid deserts of Arabia was first settled by pagan tribes in what was later known as the land of Canaan. The Bible says the last Canaanites to rule the city were the Jebusites.
https://www.usatoday.com/story/news/world/2017/12/05/jerusalem-history-israel-capital/923651001/
Is Israel an ‘apartheid’ state? This U.N. report says yes.
https://www.washingtonpost.com/news...-an-apartheid-state-this-u-n-report-says-yes/
I fought South African apartheid. I see the same brutal policies in Israel
https://www.theguardian.com/comment...treatment-palestinians-apartheid-south-africa
BTW, "apartheid" is considered bad.
Review: The Nazis of Africa: Apartheid as Holocaust?
https://www.jstor.org/stable/486185?seq=1#page_scan_tab_contents
Give us a call when you find actual proof there was a david, a solomon, a moses, or a gawd.
or a deed. Then sign your house over to the last folks that lived there, and then get habitually bombed, and go live in a box over a subway vent downtown.
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That’s because you’re a grumpy old curmudgeon. Trumpites cant help themselves. I you took a good long hard look in the mirror, you’d see how upset you get at silly shit and laugh at yourself and all the other Trumpites with me
Do you support his employer' right to decide what they will and will not allow employees to do on the job?
I think had he said what he later reported he should have said, "All Canadians" then it wouldn't be an issue. But using "You People" was divisive in the context he used it in.